CHAPTER 8
They went to the graveyard the day after. It was a miserable day, cold, windy and wet. As soon as they sat down in the car, Kyle turned up the heating on full blast and set the windscreen wipers to work.
They were driving a couple of minutes before Ciara started a conversation.
“That Mel seems to be really into you.” She said that enquiringly, as if poking for more information.
“I don’t know. I guess.”
“Well, she talked about you all night, and when she wasn’t talking about you, her eyes were constantly on you. I think she was mentally undressing you, in preparation like.”
There was a smug, cheeky smile on Ciara’s face.
“I think that’s all she is interested in,” Kyle said, slowing down to allow more room for a car they were meeting on the narrow road.
“Whoa there! That’s
