Well, Kelsey was devastated, certain that her newfound popularity would take a Twitter nosedive. Jason, too, seemed subdued, morphing back into the sulky teenage boy mien he’d lost in the last two weeks. The twins kept saying, “When Bryan comes back,” and Maggie had set up a special place on her desk to make a list of everything that happened in her days so she could remember to tell Bryan when he returned to clean out her dollhouse from Mrs. Beecham’s fur. Beth didn’t have the heart to tell her that wasn’t going to happen. They would all figure it out eventually, hopefully when the excitement of him being here had faded. She didn’t want to destroy their dreams. But, God, her dreams. Every single one was of Bryan. She woke up the next day with an ache between her thighs that hadn’t been there even when he had been. She should have slept with him. Should have made him take her up on that tree fort offer.
