Dead Girl Dancing
“Warren said with a sly smile and a drunken slur in his voice.
Whirling around, I jumped back and stared nervously at his gloves, imagining gray fingers underneath the leather. I backed away, holding out the point of the car key.
“Don’t call me that.” I tried to sound tough, but my voice came out like a squeak.
“Hey, I’m just being friendly.” He towered over me like a brawny mountain, and even though Sharayah was a tall girl, I felt as small and defenseless as a mouse.
“I’m kind ...of busy right now,” I added with a gesture to the open trunk.
“Too busy to hear your friend’s message?”
“Which friend?” I asked warily.
“The one with weird hair.”
“You mean Mauve?” I asked.
“Yeah.” He nodded. “She asked me to find and bring you to her.”
“Thanks, but you can tell her I’ll wait here for her like we planned.”MoreLess
Whirling around, I jumped back and stared nervously at his gloves, imagining gray fingers underneath the leather. I backed away, holding out the point of the car key.
“Don’t call me that.” I tried to sound tough, but my voice came out like a squeak.
“Hey, I’m just being friendly.” He towered over me like a brawny mountain, and even though Sharayah was a tall girl, I felt as small and defenseless as a mouse.
“I’m kind ...of busy right now,” I added with a gesture to the open trunk.
“Too busy to hear your friend’s message?”
“Which friend?” I asked warily.
“The one with weird hair.”
“You mean Mauve?” I asked.
“Yeah.” He nodded. “She asked me to find and bring you to her.”
“Thanks, but you can tell her I’ll wait here for her like we planned.”MoreLess
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