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a comfortably situated room with an overstuffed couch and two large armchairs. I could see Hank and Ian on the porch through the sliding glass door at one end of the room. To the right was a short hallway. I walked down it and found a yellow and green bathroom on the left.
    I splashed cold water on my face and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a monster, a horrible monster. I wanted my sister’s life. I wanted her husband and her adorable baby boy. If I was a good person, I would just be happy for Dani. I turned away from the demon in the mirror and walked out into the hall.
    I nearly ran right into Sam. “What are you doing?”
    “Shhh,” he whispered. “I’m on a mission here. Wanna help?”
    “What are you talking about?”
    “Shhh.” He took my arm and pulled me into the living room. “Don’t you wanna know what they’re talking about?” He pointed to the sliding glass door. Beyond it, I could see Hank and Ian out on the porch.
    I kept my voice low. “What are you going to do? Press your ear to the glass? It’s too thick, you moron. Not to mention see-through.”
    He pointed to the window that sat on the other side of the door. Through it I could see the screen wall of the porch. Sam walked over to the window. I turned around and looked toward the dining room. From here I couldn’t see Bell, Mike, Sean, and Irene sitting at the table, which meant they couldn’t see us, either. I walked over to Sam.
    Very gently, Sam raised the window. I was surprised that it didn’t make any noise. As soon as it was open, I could hear the voices drifting out from the porch. I leaned forward.
    “Yeah?” I heard Hank say.
    “Absolutely.”
    “Keep it a secret though, okay?”
    “Mum’s the word.”
    “I’ll be sure to call you afterward.”
    “You do that.”
    The voices drifted further away from us. Oh shit. I saw the sliding glass door move.
    “Shut it,” I whispered frantically.
    Sam was frantic too. He dropped the window and it hit the sill with a loud thud.
    I have no idea how I reacted so quickly. But my body was faster than my mind. I dropped to the floor.
    Hank and Ian both turned as soon as they were over the threshold, and saw me lying there on the floor.
    “Oh my God. Are you alright?” Ian asked.
    Both men moved toward me at the same time, but Hank got there first. He pulled me up. I looked at Sam. He had the most ridiculous grin on his face. Jackass.
    “What happened?”
    “I was coming out of the bathroom and I ran right into Sam. I just fell down.”
    “Are you hurt?” Ian asked.
    Hank looked me over. Then he looked around the room and over at Sam. Of course, the whole story made no sense. But Hank didn’t say so.
    By then, the rest of the party had moved into the living room to see what the commotion was about.
    “Lisa, dear. Did you hit your head?” Gloria asked.
    “No. I stopped my fall with my elbow.” Which was true, and the damn thing hurt.
    “Are you sure? That was a loud bang,” Bell asked.
    Sam made a choking sound.
    Irene looked at my arm, which was slightly red from its landing on the thin, pilled carpet.
    “Let’s get some ice on that.” She ushered me back to the dining room.
    I glanced back at Sam. He was repressing his laughter. I was really starting to hate that guy.

 
    6
     
    “Hi, Lisa right?” Joe, the hot drummer, pulled up a chair across from me.
    “Yeah, and you’re Joe.”
    I was sitting in the little room where the band had been served dinner at the venue while we were at Bell’s parents’ house. My laptop was in front of me. I closed it so I could get a better look at Joe.
    “You enjoying the tour?” He leaned back in the metal folding chair and gazed at me. His dark hair and dark eyes matched the deep brown skin on his chiseled face.
    “I am. I wasn’t sure what to expect. But it’s been really fun so far.” God, I sounded lame. I had to try to do better.
    “Fun? You’re sitting here with a computer. Why aren’t you doing something more