*Gravestone*

“You did what?!” I asked when Bel had informed me what she had done the previous day. We were in her room, where we could discuss the matter at our leisure without worrying anyone or compromising her reputation. So I could tell her to her dumb face exactly what I thought of her dumb plan. “That was so dumb in so many ways I don’t even know where to begin!”

“What?” she asked defensively while pouting like an eight-year-old. “I had my father and the ...