CHAPTER 12
I Hitch A Ride On A Magic Mushroom
rying comes easy for teenage girls. Frankly, I think we’re genetically engineered for the vulnerable undertaking.
In my opinion, this sucked. For, no matter how tough or logical we were, if we lowered our defenses at the proper moment all it took was the right emotional rise to get the waterworks going.
I’d lived at an all-girl boarding school long enough to validate this claim, and confirm that the innate shortcoming was as inconvenient as it was annoying.
Like thanks, nature. It’s super helpful to get all misty-eyed just from reading a sad book or because the banquet hall ran out of chocolate chip cookies.
Sigh.
Emotions are the worst, aren’t they?
Anyways, it was because of this inherent ability to turn on the waterworks that the Fai
