CHAPTER 22Two Years Later
Emma
“Hell, yeah,” Candy said, hanging up the phone in the kitchen. She brushed her hair back from her perfectly tanned shoulders. Candy was seventeen that summer and liked to lay out on the deck, her bikini top unfastened in the back, while her new Like A Virgin album spun on the record player in the living room. She had grown out her hair that year and cut her bangs, which she wore hair-sprayed in a donut above her forehead. She patted them gently with her palm while she looked around for the girls.
“You two wanna go swimming?”
“Yes!” They were not supposed to go swimming in the pond alone, but if Candy came . . . The girls raced upstairs to get their suits.
“I thought you didn’t like the pond,” Jessie said, pulling her T-shirt back on over her one-piece.
