“Although it’s probably not even 9:00, I expected they’d all be asleep by now. I tap gently on the door, then let myself in. “There you are,” Katy tells me. “We were getting worried.” “Worried?” This reminds me of my earlier conversation with Lizzie, although I doubt that any images like that have passed through their minds. “I was just outside talking on the phone and looking at the stars.” I tug my sweatshirt over my head. I’m so sick of wearing these same less-than-clean clothes. I ca...n’t wait to get home and have a real bath and shampoo my hair, which is really feeling gross, and then put on some fresh clothes. Clothes that make me feel feminine—like a girl again. I’m sick and tired of playing the tomboy farmhand. “Is Zach still down there with her?” Katy quietly asks me. I shrug. “He was down there when I came up. I think they were having a late-night snack together.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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