[Dawn]
She says it again, and I still can’t process her words.
“What?” I repeat.
“I know about you and Aldo in the pantry.” Sophie is practically beside herself giggling. She’s been driving the van at a snail's pace since getting off the highway, laughing herself stupid.
I turn red, and I suppose there’s no way to cover it up or lie.
“Well, yeah, we were screwing around in the pantry. But how do you know? We couldn’t see anyone…”
Sophie shakes her head and laughs. “At least that pantry is getting some use. Those snacks have been in there for years.”
I’m beside myself. I don’t know why I feel embarrassed. Maybe it’s because we’re laughing at my future burning up.
“Look, it’ll be alright,” she says. She takes the van off to a side street and shoots out on another back road between
