Chapter 37

• Erin's strange behaviour got me reeling; earlier she was drowning in sorrow, but now, hiding behind Mr. Clinton's embrace, she turned into a sly fox. What is she up to? What is her agenda by feigning tears and giving me that smug look? No matter how hard I thought about it, I still couldn't wrap my head around her true intentions.
• I stared at her, my face contorted in disgust as her eyes were fixed on me, her smile never faltering.
• After what seemed like forever in their embrace, Mr. Clinton pulled away, his hand rubbing her shoulders. "Now let's get you home. On our way, you can explain what happened..." he said, his face filled with compassion. She nodded, sniveling, placing her gaze on the ground.