The car was silent after we all piled in. Arthur and me up front, Lucielle and William in the back (he, apparently, wasn’t letting her out of his sight, else she might wander off). Lucielle was very strange. She had this faraway look in her eyes at all times, and stuck to William like a leech. He didn’t seemed to mind it, though. If anything, he must’ve welcomed it, since she apparently ran off so frequently.
The next thought on my mind was Ryan. I was still pretty shocked that the advice she had given me was at best meager. What was I even supposed to do with that? Was there a specific way for me to do this? I had all these questions, but no answers.
“This is considered swindling, right?” I finally said after Arthur put the keys in the ignition. I was irritated--very irritated. “Can I
