A few weeks after those drinks at the Orbit, she and Deirdre stood in the wood shop at Jupiter Point High, staring at the table saw.
“I guess this is where it all began.” Deirdre put her hands on her hips and shook her head. “If I could reach through time and slap my teenage ass, I would. Damn, I never thought about it, but that must have been uncomfortable down there with Travis.”
Cassie gave her a wry look. “You do know that I didn’t actually give him a blow job, right? To be totally honest, I tried. I thought, just do this, and people will stop talking about me and Travis won’t dump me. But I started laughing before he even got his pants all the way unzipped. It was just so ridiculous, right there surrounded by hammers and saws. It was like a horror movie setup. I just cracked up. He
