Pretty Little Monster
Brittany mused.
Beth turned and looked at her. “If you’d like to be called livestock and mooed at, I’ll trade you lives any time.”
“I wasn’t saying that…” Brittany insisted, realizing what she’d said.
A response hung from Beth’s lips as she realized they were not alone. The flashlight was gone, but Halley was lingering in the shadows nearby, her arms crossed, watching them. With a deep breath, Beth said, “Thanks for… that.”
“Oh, no, don’t thank me.” When Halley spoke, the sound of music filled Beth’s mind, almost like each sentence was a song, despite the fact that her words now were anything but friendly. “I didn’t come to your defense because I want to be your friend.”
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