said Krystal, digging around in her purse. “Very.” “God, I need a cigarette.” “I thought you were quitting.” “I was, but after that scene, can you blame me?” I smiled grimly. “No. I guess not.” “Do you have some cash on you?” she asked, pulling out her wallet. “All I have is a five dollar bill and I’ve already maxed my credit card.” “Another reason why you should quit smoking.” “Don’t be a drag,” she said, laughing. I rolled my eyes. “Seriously, can you borrow me a couple of bucks for a pack of smokes?” “Yeah, fine.” “Thanks.” “Where’s your car?” “At their club house.” “Where is that?” “A couple of blocks away from Griffin’s.” “You want me to drop you off there, right?” “If you could?” “Why not? I’ve got nothing else going on.” She sucked in her breath. “Is that the necklace from your dad?” she asked, leaning toward me. I touched it and smiled. “Yeah.” “I can’t believe you’re wearing it.
