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..."