“I’LL go with you,” Sabrina said.

“No need, I’ve got it,” Bettie responded, letting out a hiccup, and staggered off to the restroom.

Lance, facing away from the bathroom door, was gazing out the window.

The sound of footsteps made him turn. The Light reflecting off his glasses momentarily blinded. “Bettie.”

“Enjoying the aroma here, are we?” Bettie mocked.

She had always been mean.

of feeling helpless crossed Lance’s eyes. He moved closer and remarked,

up

her wrist, seeking clarity. “So, I’m just

he had heard her

Bettie said, “Isn’t that the

off briskly, giving him no chance

were unsteady, making

on her behind his glasses,

to their high school days when she cornered him in a hallway and confessed, “Lance, I’m really

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