Her ponytail trembled as she said, “You know where my twin is?” “There was never any twin,” I said. “Fiona … you’re Bailey Banks.” Darcy put the cell phone down and sat on the big rock, eyes wide. “Norah, you’re going to have to explain this theory.” I nodded, excited by how sure I was. I couldn’...
Not that we were fighting before. But you know. The sleepover became the top priority. Mom pulled into the Doshis’ driveway Saturday night just as Darcy’s mom and Fiona’s dad were pulling out. We’d all arrived at basically the same time. Mom looked at the pile of stuff on my lap. “You have everyt...
“What happened?” she asked, grabbing my arm as she noticed my teary eyes. “Why aren’t you in class?” I asked back. “I got a bathroom pass so I could wait out here for you. Who cares about that, what’s wrong?” I leaned up against a row of lockers. “Everything.” “Did you tell him about the perfume?...