Friday’s Page 69 ~ The Girls Are Never Gone by Sarah Glenn Marsh
Holly throws up a hand, a warning signal, and we all tense.
If Rose or Cathy starts heading up the stairs, we’ll push the wardrobe back to cover our work and all head for my room, where we’ve set out some chips and other snacks to make it look like we’re just hanging out, killing time.
Just like what happened at the lake yesterday, the three of us agree that there are certain things neither of the adults needs to know about until we have answers.