Chapter 4July
It took a few more weeks. Brush fires, summer teenage shenanigans resulting in rescue calls, fireworks mishaps, and prep for the summer carnival; the calendar, even if it was good for charity, wasn’t top priority. But a few days after the Fourth of July, Tasha had completed her unofficial investigation.
“If everyone’s being truthful, you got sixty votes out of a possible seventy-one.” She and August were sharing a huge meatball grinder at what was now their table. “That’s a damned landslide.”
“Maybe some just said they voted for me but really didn’t.”
“Why would they? We want our guy to be the hottest. I think Jake is the liar. And we’re gonna confront him.”
“What? Who? Why? When?”
Tasha stood, and suddenly, when seemed like now. Who seemed like half the squad, as six o
