‘Oh dear, what could have happened to you? I’m so sorry.’
Now this was enough to make me cry. Our eyeshadows were smudged by the tears, so we released each other so that our clothes would not get dirty, then we laughed. On the way home, we agree not tell anybody about it. We won’t even tell dad till he comes home from his business trip. We don’t want him to get upset. He will come home in three days, so hopefully the police will know more by then.
At home, mom made two cocktails, which is very rare (I mean that she makes one for me too…). We sat in the garden and talked about what had happened. I admitted that I blanked out and don’t remember anything about Dana’s party, and since I didn’t have alcohol before I went there and after I left, something must have happened there that I can’t
