I ran. Around the track. Around the neighborhood. On the treadmill. Everywhere my feet could pound the memory of Ryan's words to me into the ground.
How dare he? He didn't know me. He had no right to imply I was a money-grubbing w***e. It had hurt, like teeth ripping right through my heart, especially since I'd started to like him.
Not anymore. That was done and over with, and now I had a date with Derek this coming Saturday.
And Saturday came all too soon.
"You look like you're going on a date," Mom said when she saw me coming down the hallway.
How the heck did she know? I hadn't said a word. I looked down and fingered one of the shiny black buttons on my dress, trying to hide my shock at Mom's ESP ability. Vivian had given the dress to me last Christmas. The dress was only mid-thig
