Chapter Seven Page 21
HARK, A POST
That’s supposed to be the sound of Sparrow coming down the stairs, btw.
Ms. Applebaum: Baby girl! Come give your mother a hug.
Sparrow: I’ll get your bag. By the way, our fridge is almost empty . . .
Ms. Applebaum: I’ll take you shopping, of course! Aside from that, how are you doing? Tell me everything. Is the job going well?
Sparrow: Internship. And yes!
Ms. Applebaum: You’re working to change the world. You can call it a job!
Money isn’t the important part! Why, back in my day–
— Oh, hello! I see you have new roommates!
Sparrow: Ah, yes . . . Forgot to mention — we got pets!