QUOTE : What?” he whispered. <br />“Nothing.” <br />Cooper stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my chest, pulling me to him. “You work at that job. You never miss school. You deserve a little fun and we’re going to have fun. Soon, my pop will grill and you’ll pig out and I’ll lick barbeque sauce off your lips. Then, I’ll take you home, safe and sound. Do you understand?” <br />I nodded again, but Cooper sighed. “Why do you look ready to cry?” <br />“I’m nervous.” <br />“Don’t be. My family’s a mess. We’re sloppy. We eat too much. Talk too loud. Fart constantly. Next to us, you’re a princess.