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together. 
    This summer was already starting out lame. Carly waltzed into Bree’s home—where she lived with her youth pastors.  “Hello?” Carly called out, shutting the door behind her. It was almost too quiet. She stepped through the dark wood kitchen. Maybe she should come back later.
    “Hey,” Bree whispered. She wore a smile as she rounded the corner, coming into sight. An oversized tee shirt hung on her frame and her dark hair was jumbled on top her head. “Bailey’s asleep.”
    Carly couldn’t deny she was a little relieved about that. She wasn’t sure what to do with a tiny baby. Should she lie and tell Bree she’s cute? From the pictures, Bailey looked like a wrinkly alien. “Oh, bummer,” Carly whispered back.
    Bree shuffled toward the refrigerator. 
    “Where’s Nate and Lexi?” Carly couldn’t deny she wasn’t disappointed that Bree’s foster parents weren’t there. Sometimes they seemed a little too nice to Carly and that was when they weren’t trying to convert her.
    “Working.” Bree pulled a water from the fridge. “What I wouldn’t give for a Mountain Dew.” She twisted the cap off her drink.
    “I can go get you one.” Carly pointed to the door.
    Bree shook her head, pointing her pinking finger from the bottle as she drank. “First of all, I have baby weight to lose. And second, I can’t drink caffeine. Everything I eat goes into Bailey when I feed her.”
    “Oh.” Carly looked down at her purple toes. She and Bree seemed to be in two completely different worlds. Bree was worried about drinking caffeine and not waking a baby. Carly just wanted them to still be sixteen together.
    “Do you want some water?”
    “Nah,” Carly picked at her purple nails. She wasn’t sure she could do this, talk to Bree without mentioning Parker. But she didn’t want Bree to know he was that close and then ran away.
    Bree let out an exaggerated sigh after pulling the water bottle away from her mouth. “Let’s sit. I’m exhausted.”
    “I feel like it’s been forever since we hung out.” Carly followed Bree under the archway into the living room. She was happy for Bree, finding adults that actually cared about her. Her mom was worthless in the parental department and Bree’s dad kicked her out of his house when she told him she was pregnant.
    “Did you get to see that food truck guy anymore?” Bree curled her feet under her as she sat down on the couch.
    Guilt twisted in Carly’s chest. She didn’t want to tell Bree what she’d learned about Parker.
    “No,” Carly lied.
    Bree tilted her head before taking another drink of her water. “It really was sweet what he did for Bryson.”
    “Yeah, well, how’s mommy life?” Carly sat down beside Bree. She picked up the Baby Mama Magazine sitting in the middle of the dark coffee table. It was slightly deceiving with the picture of the smiley mom and the chubby baby cuddling on the front. She wrinkled her nose at the article about breast milk. It definitely wasn’t her Sweet Sixteen Magazine .
    “Exhausting,” Bree sighed, taking another swig of her drink. Carly finally decided it was best to put the magazine down when she skimmed an article about caring for your stitches in an awkward place. She squeezed her legs together and vowed never to have a baby.
    “Do you think we could maybe hangout sometime soon?”
    “What are we doing now?” Bree motioned around the room with her hand. A pink baby swing sat in the corner, an egg shaped device with a speaker sat in the middle of the coffee table right beside the magazine she’d just sat down.
    “I mean like take a trip to the mall or maybe even the pool if that’s possible between summer school and you taking care of Bai-” before Carly could finish her sentence, a small cry sounding like a little kitty came from the monitor.
    Bree laughed. “It’s like she knew you were talking about her.”
    “Yeah,” Carly lifted her eyebrows and nodded.
    Bree unfolded herself off the sofa