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“punch.” “Just get one of those big red plastic cups and fill it up, okay? My parents are upstairs, so don’t even worry about it. Seriously.”
    I glanced over at Milo. He was staring directly at Melissa’s chest. “Cool,” he said. “Thanks.”
    Melissa tossed her hair and looked at me. “Oh, and you guys too, of course. Help yourself.” She tilted her head toward the party. “Okay, well I’m gonna get back in the pool. Come on over when you’re ready.”
    She bounded off across the lawn, running lightly on the balls of her feet. I tried not to stare, but I couldn’t help it. There was no way any part of my body looked—or moved—like that in a bathing suit. Cheryl was still watching Milo from her seat.
    “Hey, Milo!” The three of us turned as a guy inside the pool house yelled his name. “Come on, man! Get your ass over here!”
    Milo glanced at me and then Zoe.
    “We’ll be fine,” Zoe said.
    “I’ll come find you in a little while.” He looked at me. “You gotta be back by ten, right, Jules?”
    I nodded and looked away.
    “Okay.” He pointed at Zoe. “ You, behave. See you later.”
    “See you, Dad !” Zoe called out behind him. I watched him lope across the lawn, his hair unmoving and stiff on top of his head. “Hey, Julia.” I turned around. Zoe had stuck two baby carrots into her mouth, inserting them at such an angle that they looked like enormous buck teeth.
    I laughed. “You’re such a dork.”
    She let them fall from her mouth one by one. “Listen, are you okay? You hardly said a word in the car.”
    I selected a cucumber spear from an exotic vegetable plate and nibbled on it slowly. “Yeah. Everything’s fine. Guess what Sophie got me for a graduation present?”
    “Um…” Zoe looked up at the sky for a moment. “A hundred bucks.”
    “Nope.”
    “Two hundred bucks.”
    I leaned in. “A car.”
    Zoe’s eyes bloomed wide. “A car?”
    “Yup. And not only that, but it’s the Bug.”
    “The Bug?” Zoe squealed. “Oh my God, Julia!” She hopped up and down, holding onto the side of my arm. “That’s so cool! Did you try it? Do you love it?”
    I shook my head. “I haven’t taken it out yet.”
    Zoe stopped jumping. “You just got a car for graduation and you haven’t taken it out for a spin yet?”
    “There was a lot going on. There wasn’t really time.” I paused as Zoe studied me curiously.
    “You need to talk?” she asked.
    I looked away.
    Zoe nudged me. “Julia?”
    “Yeah,” I said. “I do.”

    Zoe and I slipped out from the patio, circled back around the side of the house, and sat on the front steps. It was much quieter out here, and more private. A set of pale bricks formed a semicircle of stairs that lead up to the front door. Next to us, two stone lions rested on their haunches, heads up and alert, as if guarding the house.
    Zoe took a long drink from a can of root beer and then gasped, wiping her lip with the back of her wrist. “Who drinks this shit?” she asked. “And how can they even think of serving it at a party? It’s garbage.”
    “Zoe. It’s root beer. It’s the same stuff as Dr Pepper.”
    Zoe’s face darkened. “Take that back!” she said. “Take it back! Now!”
    “Fine.” I shook my head, giggling a little. “I take it back. God, you’re such a nut.”
    “Nothing is the same as Dr Pepper,” Zoe said. “ Nothing . Especially root beer.” She set the can off to the side. “Okay. So now that we’ve cleared that up, tell me what’s going on.”
    I plucked a piece of grass from the lawn and tried to sound nonchalant. “Oh, Sophie just got into another fight with my parents. I don’t even know why I’m upset about it. They’re always pissed off at each other. This is nothing new.”
    “What were they fighting about?”
    I shrugged. “What they always fight about, more or less. All the horrible years in Milford before I was born.” I paused. “I’m just so sick of it. Sophie’s always jumping down