Chapter 51
As Denise and I cross the lawn, I can feel the stares of those left behind.
“This seems very surreal,” I say.
“Don’t worry,” Denise says. “I wanted to talk to you anyhow.”
I know. I remember. Then, Mindy and Tara showed up and we never got to talk. Plus, I shot my mouth off and ruined everything.
We enter the palace. She shuts the door firmly and heads toward the kitchen. I sneak a glance at the magic chandelier. This time it doesn’t rope me in.
Denise opens the fridge and peers inside. “s**t. We’re out of Coke. How about a Sprite?”
I’m too stunned to answer. Am I more stunned by hearing Denise say “s**t” or that she’s offering me a cold drink while her friends are standing around on the lawn. And here I thought I was the social moron.
“No thanks. I’m not thirsty.” I fee
