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going to punch me, but she didn’t.
    “You better be lyin’,” she threatened. Dana was right; Dixie did look a bit green.
    “Or what?” I asked.
    “Or else,” she growled.
    “Hey, hey, now, simmer down,” Dana instructed, standing up. I winked at Shelby and walked inside feeling pretty good about myself—for getting one over on Dixie, not for making it seem like I’d slept with Mason.
    I strutted into Garrett’s room and had this now what feeling sweep over me. I was alone in a stranger’s bedroom with nothing to do.
    I grabbed my phone and saw that I had two missed calls and one message —all from Marion. I played the message; she had nothing new to report about my father. I didn’t feel like talking, so I texted her instead. For a moment, I thought about asking Marion if aliens had abducted Olivia, but decided against it.
    I hadn’t talked to Olivia in over a week, so something was definitely going on. At home, we’d been in constant contact. I didn’t think we’d gone a week without talking since we’d met four years ago.
    I’d left Olivia two messages before I boarded the plane to Slidell and still hadn’t heard from her. I hadn’t even gotten a text. Marion told me not to tell anyone where I was going, only to say I would be out of town for a while.
    I dialed Olivia’s number and counted eighteen rings before hanging up. Her voicemail hadn’t picked up. I had no idea why she would be, but I decided Olivia was avoiding me—if, of course, she hadn’t actually been abducted by aliens.
    I slumped down in the recliner in the corner of Garrett’s room to pout , but was interrupted by a commotion outside. I stood back up and looked out the window. Bit and Shelby had their arms around Dixie, holding her back. She was shouting something at Mason and somehow managed to get one of her shoes off and threw it at him.
    Dana opened the car door and ordered Dixie to get in. Surprisingly , she quit fighting Bit and Shelby and did as she was told, but first, she shot Mason a bird. I laughed hard, hearing Mason’s voice in my head. You might think so, Cali girl, and it may have been that way out in Malibu, but here not everything’s gonna be about you.
    Maybe not , but I did know one thing; if the argument he and Dixie had last night wasn’t about me, today’s sure as hell was and there was something truly satisfying about that.

Chapter 8
    The kids that didn’t belong to Dana hadn’t been around in a few days. The quiet was nice at first, but now I was bored.
    Russ worked out in the yard while Bit, Shelby, and I cleaned the house.
    “I bet you don’t have to clean at your house,” Shelby whined to me.
    “I clean at home.”
    “But you have a maid, don’t you?” her tone slightly accusatory.
    We had two maids, a nd a cook, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. “Yeah, but not the kind that makes my bed for me and stuff,” I defended. I had friends in Malibu who had never made their own beds. Ever.
    My dad once told me that teaching me to be self -sufficient would be the greatest gift he could ever give me. I didn’t know about that, but I could certainly take care of myself if it came down to it.
    “I do my own laundry, and all that, too,” I said.
    Shelby shrugged, “If I had a maid, I wouldn’t wash a damn thing.”
    Bit laughed, “You hardly wash anything now.”
    “I only like to do fun things, and this cleaning bullshit is not fun,” Shelby frowned, sitting cross-legged on the floor, waist-deep in the laundry she was sorting.
    “Still has to be done,” Bit said.
    “ Still has to be done ,” Shelby mimicked.
    Bit looked at me and smirked, “You’d think I was the older sister.”
    “Whatever, Bitty! We all know it has to be done. I’m just sayin’ that if I had a choice, I wouldn’t be doin’ this shit.”
    “Neither would I,” Bit defended.
    “As soon as we’re done, and I do mean the instant; I’m hittin’ the pool,” Shelby stated.
    “Could I come, too?” I