Chapter Nineteen
Twenty years ago …
Ariel fixed Nox with a determined stare, trying not to giggle. “I’ve thought long and hard about it, and I think I know the perfect outfit for prom for both of us.”
Nox grinned at her, knowing well the look of mischief in her eyes. “Oh, yeah? Hit me with it.”
Ariel stood, and proceeded to shuffle sideways then back again rapidly on her carpeted floor. Nox burst out laughing. “What the hell?”
“I’m giving you a clue,” she said breathlessly, then started to do the Running Man, moving her arms and legs energetically.
“You are quite insane, Miss Duplas—and I have no earthly idea what’s going on here.”
“Imagine baggy pants.” Ariel moved up and down her bedroom, flailing her arms and urging him to guess. “Maybe if I sing …”
She began to intone ‘oh-uh’ r
