Sherrie shrank back, panic setting in. She honestly did not know how the cigarette had ended up in her clothes. Maybe it slipped in while she and Ronan were fooling around. Maybe he tucked it there by accident. But there was no way she could admit that.
She could not admit it. No way.
Her eyes darted around, and her voice shook as she blurted it out. “It wasn’t mine. Allison must have slipped it into my clothes. I don’t know why she would do something like that, but it wasn’t mine.”
She thought blaming Allison would get her out of trouble. Maybe Nigel would turn his anger on Allison instead.
But Nigel did not react to the accusation at all. He pulled out his phone instead. “I’ll just call Ronan and ask him myself.”
Sherrie panicked. “Mom…” she whispered in a trembling voice as she tur
