A couple of days passed without any issue.
Wes and Tara weren’t talking so Tara had taken up space in Lillian’s apartment which didn’t bother her one bit. It was better if somebody was there with her to pass the time and, despite the knowing looks she kept giving Lillian when she took a whiff of her sheets, there was no more discussions regarding Lucius, at least not in that way.
“Don’t you have a date with Seth?” Tara asked, munching on some chips. Tara had brought a handle of Fireball which was settled on the floor just before them and she took a shot every time somebody said a swear word in some wild movie called American Pie. Tara got a kick out of their insanity but Lillian had to keep looking away, choosing instead to focus on homework.
“It’s not a date,” Lillian la
