"Yeah, this -- I'll handle this, Taylor -- our parents don't know about this kind of thing," Doug said to me in a patient voice.

"But, she's my -- I need to go see her, is she awake?" I replied, still worried for her.

Taylor's arm stopped me. "Quinn, you're sweet, but Morgan has specifically asked not to see you this morning."

"She... what?" I felt my heart sink. What the heck did that mean?

"You're going to give the guy a heart attack, Taylor, he's clueless! Lead more gently!" Doug barked. "Yo, Quinn." He whistled at me as one does to a dog to get my attention. I slowly...