Sarah turned towards the front steps. Deanne did the same, as Ryan's car's taillights disappeared in the distance. She sent Sarah a sideways look.
Well... Sarah?"
She nodded.
"Do I have to tell everything to my Dad?"
Sarah hesitated. "What do you want to leave out?" she asked.
"Well, um... I know that I shall have to own up to going to a party instead of spending the night with Lara..."
Sarah nodded. There was no hiding that fact. Deanne's clothes smelled of cigarette smoke, and also somewhere along the way, someone; it could be Deanne herself, who had spilled beer on her top. And then that sparkly make-up, even though it was smudged now, and the dangling earrings, the high heels, and the short skirt would all give her away.
"...but do I have to tell him about Jeremy?" Deanne asked.
