Chapter 38: Sunday Night - Amory

At Sunday morning breakfast my thoughts are scattered! My brain is fried, and Jonny is literally spoon-feeding me oatmeal with fruit while I’m holding my head praying for the pain to go away.

“What’s wrong with her?”, says Spin when he sees me.

“Onset of a panic attack”, he says as he holds the spoon out to me. I shake my head no, but he doesn’t relent. “Amory!”, he eventually snaps at me, causing me to finally open my mouth. “Swallow it, Amory”.

“That would be sexy if it wasn’t oatmeal”, says Gabe from the doorway of the kitchen, causing both Spin and Jonny to shift uncomfortably in their seats as I laugh.

“Haha, G”, I say, easing the tension while Jonny uses the opportunity to spoon another lump of oatmeal into my mouth.

Gabe laughs at my scowl before he says, “so who am I riding with”?

“If you don’t come on your bike, you’ll be stuck in Brooklyn until the weekend unless you take the train back upstate”, Spin tells him.

“I’d prefer everyone