I FOUND ILEANA’S LOCKER WITH THE HELP OF SUSIE Byrd.
“Don’t tell Gina about this.”
“I won’t,” she said. “I promise.” She promptly broke her promise. “She’s trouble,” Gina said.
“Yeah, and she’s eighteen,” Susie said. “So?”
“You’re just a boy. She’s a woman.” “Trouble,” Gina repeated.
I left Ileana a note. “Hi,” it said. I signed my name. I’m such a jerk. Hi.
What’s that?
