““Well, well, well, what have we here?” he asks. My mouth falls open. Tucker leans in the window, grinning from ear to ear. Oh yes, it can get more humiliating. “Hey, Carrots,” he says. “Jeff.” He nods to my brother like the two are best buds. Jeffrey nods back. Mum smiles up at him. “I don’t think we’ve met,” she says. “I’m Maggie Gardner.” “Tucker Avery,” he says. “You’re Wendy’s brother.” “Yes, ma’am.” “We could really use some help,” she says sweetly as I slump down in the seat and wish I was dead. “Sure thing. Just sit tight.””
