CHAPTER 47

Summer stood in front of us the next morning, a large suitcase wheeled in her hand. Connor as I exchanged looks at what she had just told us. She was going to spend the weekend here with us. "What is that look for?" She had her arms crossed over her small bosom and her eyes raised. Even as a teenager, she still looked a head taller than me. "What do you mean what's that look for? Mom's going to be so pissed." Connor emphasized, wide-eyed and Summer rolled her eyes and rested her gaze on me. "You live here with my brother now. I guess the rumours don't lie." She did not break as much as a smile as she spoke and I wish she was Jojo so I could pinch her cheeks out of her face. Although, mentally, I had already done that. "You have to go back home, Summer. Mom's going to be worried." Connor maintained and this time, Summer pouted. "C'mon, Connor. Don't you get it? I broke her favourite vase. There is no way she's letting that pass. She's going to send me away." "Why did you break t