I’m safe from my lying ex-best-friend within the shelter of Alexa’s blanket. For now. “Everything’s the same huh?” “Let’s see about that!”

My tapping of the screen is only I hear her the panic in her voice through a mess of sniffles and tears. “Don’t open the calendar app!” Riley as she reaches for my leg, pulling me out and into her clutches. “I-It’s dangerous!”

“Ohhh, now I’m definitely opening the calendar app!”

I’ve of .

She’s . But all she’ll get from me is coasters, remotes — anything I can toss or throw in her direction.