Lia

When I told my mates I was going to meet Simone, they didn’t seem so nervous because the threat was over. They had to go to the rugby field so they bid me goodbye, even dropping me off at the café. Simone would drop me back, enabling me to have a ride both ways.

I barely sit down before Simone leans across the café table, eyes practically sparkling with mischief. “Okay. Spill. Right now.”

I roll my eyes, taking a slow sip of my coffee. “Hi, Simone. How are you? How’s ...