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I stood a little straighter, because in my world, when a lady spoke at you like that, you paid attention

“I know for a fact your parents are on holiday, and I’ll bet you haven’t had a proper meal all week”

“Honestly, I’ home before dark”

I didn’t want to see Monroe, and I sure as hell preferred to be by myself

“It’s not a bother, really, and after dinner, I’ll have hter drive you home”

I shook my head, but she wouldn’t listen, and five minutes later, I foundthe dirt and gri to clean up as best I could

My stoood old Louisiana barbecue wafted in from the kitchen

“Better than the frozen crap at home,” I muttered My mom had made me a few casseroles, but they were still in the freezer where she’d left theers from The Grill whenever Link came to visit

One last glance in the ed offout lance told me Rachel had texted a few ible

U cn?

Guess the party was in full swing up at the cabin

“Dinner’s ready, Nathan”

I pushed the door open, and the first thing I saas Monroe She’d changed out of the tight little top she’d been wearing and the short shorts were gone too Bu, the shorts were kinda hot She placed a bowl of taters on the table and slid into her seat She looked pale, paler than anyone I knew, but that could be a New York thing

I thought of Rachel and her obsession with being tanned and skinny It’s all the girl talked about when she wasn’t shoving beers down her throat and avoiding anything that wasn’t green and leafy I tried to explain once that beer and alcohol were just as bad as eating a Big Mac, but she laughed and said, “not when you puke it all up, it isn’t”

Pretty hard to argue with that kind of logic