Chapter 19

• Bethany got our towels. I locked the house on the way out and took Bethany’s hand. Mark was silent as he led us the two doors down to his house. The last time I made this walk with Mark I thought he might care about me a little. But if he cared about me he wouldn’t have refused to be with me again. It’s not like I’d have told anyone. And plenty of girls dated older guys.
• “What did he say?” Bethany asked.
• “He came upstairs,” I said and met her eyes as they widened. “He heard us.”