Lucy kept a really straight face by the time I was done narrating how I had been looking for her at Mr. Meteo's funeral and how I stumbled upon her and Mr. Sebastian Montoya in the woods.
Then suddenly, very unexpectedly, she burst into laughter. A deep, primal, uncultured laughter that startled even the driver. Her laughter was so weird and funny that I had to join her.
“Why are you laughing?” I asked between bouts of laughter.
“Oh, nothing. I just hoped nobody had seen us at the time. I suspected somebody was lurking at some point, but I was too far gone to be so discerning,” Lucy replied in between her bouts of laughter.
After a while, we quieted down to little giggles and hiccups.
“So what was he doing to you?” I asked.
“In all honesty, he was eating me out. He's good with his
