Chapter 12: Sorrrow
"Mort, wake up."
"No, I'm sleeping in today," I moaned.
"You wanna look at your hair or not?" I heard him tap his foot impatiently.
I bolted upright in bed and snatched the mirror out of his hand.
There they were. On the same side as Kid's.
Sniffling, I handed Kid the mirror back.
Then, I burrowed under the covers and cried.
Kid patted my back awkwardly. "Shh... it's okay."
"This is the worst birthday ever..."
