Chapter 45 Forgetting

• Vangie was nearly deaf from the booming music blasting from the giant speakers. The dance floor was packed—no space even for a needle to fall. Sheila had dragged her to a bar in BGC, and they found a spot in the farthest corner of the bar. Anton had gone off to get their drinks.
• “Sheila, why are we even here? We don’t belong in places like this anymore!” Vangie half-yelled just to be heard over the music.
• Sheila shook her head. “What do you mean we don’t belong? Look at those people dancing—we’re way hotter and sexier than most of them!”