Summer

Jenny was tagging along tonight. Unlike the rest of us, she lived in Myrtle. She and Ian had been hooking up on and off for years. I couldn't help but wonder how strong Ian's supposed feelings for me were if he had no qualms about having her around. It kind of solidified my suspicion this was all physical.

I closed my cosmetic case and stared at the sink. What would my father want me to do? He'd been a hopeless romantic at heart. I'd gotten that from him. Except ...