“The Universette?” Mac joked on.
“Don’t joke, young man,” Ashley chided playfully. “But, yes, something like that.” Those words “young man”…So that’s where Chelsea gets the phrase from!
Mac instantly visualized the Universe as a sexy drum-majorette marching past. And he, Mac, was looking in all the wrong places.
“We don’t understand the Universe,” he said, being spot-on without thinking.
“True, very true. But now I must tell you about the situation, young man,” Ashley said, batting her expressive eyelids and frowning grimly.
“Would you like to share a joint with me first?” She looked a lot like her daughter. She sounded like her. Or was it the other way round? In fact, her daughter was her. But Chelsea’s face was smaller, gaunter. Ashley had a filled-out mature face that gave extra me
