Chapter 32

• “Thanks so much for lettin’ us come,” I gushed, affecting the kind of bubbly immaturity most people expected from me. “I can’t wait to hang out and meet everyone! Can we go to the beach now?”
• “Sure. Whatever,” Sophie said as she dismissed us to hook Mark’s arm and drag him toward the house.
• Joe got the sleeping bags while Bethany and I grabbed our overnight bags to follow them into the house. There was a kind of musty odor everywhere, which explained why the windows were all open. Joe tossed the sleeping bags in a closet under the stairs along with our overnight bags and headed to the kitchen.