You absolutely cannot be going with Winston Egbert!" screeched Jessica as she stood in the middle of Elizabeth's room. "I can't believe my own sister dating that clown!"It was the evening before the dance, but Jessica had been so preoccupied with her own plans for the big night that she hadn't heard about Elizabeth and Winston until an hour earlier at dinner."I don't understand why you're so upset about it, Jess," Elizabeth said as she sat on her bed, her history book in her lap. "Win's a nice guy. He's really funny. And even if he's not handsome, he doesn't have three heads, for heaven's sake!""But he's not romantic, Lizzie," Jessica pointed out."That suits me just fine. I can relax and have a good time without worrying about groping hands and fighting someone off at the front door." Elizabeth sighed, knowing Todd would never be so crude. A good-night kiss from him would be nothing short of heaven.Jessica heard the sigh and saw the faraway look on her sister's face."Lizzie," she began in what she hoped was a casual tone, "are you going with Winston because you really want to, or because nobody else asked you?"Elizabeth hesitated to tell her sister about Bruce Patman's invitation.
