Chapter 37Johnstown, Pennsylvania, 2006"I loved him," said Paisley. "I loved Grogan Salt."
Celeste stared at her without saying a word. So did everyone else in the living room. Even Pretzel was quiet.
Paisley sighed. "There. I said it. The secret's out. I loved him."
"Wow." Baron shook his head. "What were you thinking?"
"It was love, Baron." Paisley spread her arms wide. "I wasn't thinking anything."
"After all he did to us," said Baron.
"I've got a thing for bad boys." Paisley shrugged. "And I never thought he'd really hurt any of you. The things he did...he made them seem like practical jokes."
"Practical jokes?" said Celeste. "He almost killed Cary, Paisley."
Paisley shook her head. "He wasn't going to kill him. He told me that."
"So, what?" Baron walked towa
