CHAPTER THREE
“DO I HAVE a surprise for you.” Emma scooted into the wooden chair across from her older sister, Kelly, at their regular table at House of Joe’s, a small coffee shop along Barnard Street. Their coffee shop time allowed them a chance to come together and vent about the week, but the real reason was so Emma could check on her sister, making sure Kelly wasn’t hiding in her townhouse moping. Emma tucked a stray strand of her strawberry-blond hair behind her right ear while, with her other hand, she reached over and tore off a piece of her sister’s cream cheese smothered bagel. “We’ve been invited to Trent Wilson’s Halloween party and his parties are parties with a capital P.”
Kelly arched her eyebrows at her sister as she tried to rescue the rest of her breakfast. “Oh, are they
