Even from the driveway out front, they could still hear the noise from the party--shouts and laughter mixed with spooky sound effects playing on the stereo.
Grogan swigged his beer and looked nervous. Within ten seconds of setting foot outside, he had a lit cigarette in his mouth. He shook a second one out of the pack for Celeste, and she took it but didn't light it.
She was on the nervous side herself.
She'd known for a year that he was her brother. E.Q. had tipped her off when he'd mentioned that Aunt Agnes was her birth mother...and Celeste had remembered Agnes was Grogan's mother, too.
In that entire year, she hadn't gone to see him once. The only time she'd talked to him was a week ago, when she'd called to invite him to this party.
It was just something that was hard for her
