It's all catching up to me. I can't wake up this morning. All I want is to crawl back into bed. Later I'll get up and visit Grandma, but that's about it.
Does somebody want to write my next couple chapters? Linnea has to smash up a car, like, with a bat or something...or maybe she'll just key the hell out of it and puncture the tires...but whatever she does, she has to be quiet about it.
Go from there.