“Can I babysit for you today?”
I look up at Kayla, who’s leaning against my door frame. “I’m not going out today. I’m still tired from the errands I had to run yesterday,” I say, mystified.
“You should go out,” she says. “It’s the nicest day we’ve had all summer. You should take advantage of it.”
“You say that, but I don’t see you going out,” I point out.
She waves a hand dismissively. “I went out last night.”
“Why are you being weird?”
“Oh, why are you arguing with me?” She comes into the room and flops down onto my bed. “Go out. Have fun. How long has it been since you just had a day to let go and relax?”
It’s been a while, I’ll give her that. Years. It is tempting. But even so… “I feel like I’m taking advantage of you,” I say. “You’ve been babysitting a lot lately. You shouldn’t have to do that.”