Chapter 11
‘You want to play mini golf? What are we, like, ten?’ Emilia faced her best friend incredulously. ‘If you want to do something physically active, why don’t we go for a run? Or we could hire kayaks and go out on the lake.’
‘You know you were much more amenable before you started hanging out with Seb,’ Stacey pointed out snootily, sprawling face down on Emilia’s bed and swinging her legs in the air.
‘Yeah and you told me I was being a doormat. I listened.’ Emilia raised her eyebrows. ‘I’ve been going through a period of personal growth.’
Stacey sighed mournfully. ‘Sometimes I should just keep my big trap shut.’
Emilia laughed and tossed a pillow at Stacey’s head. ‘Like that’s ever going to happen! Why mini golf anyway?’
‘Because I’m bored!’ Stacey tossed aside the
