![]() Her mother twisted around, lifted her hand, and held the pose, her arm trembling. He's god." The Mercedes swerved to the shoulder with a lurch and the brakes squealed. Do you think you're more important than your father? Do you?" "Of course not. "Take that expression off your face, thank you. ![]() ![]() Her mother's eyes lifted to the rearview mirror. Katie and Lucy are supposed to¡ª" "I've already called their mothers." Jane fell back against the seat. "You promised me for my thirteenth birthday. ![]() "I beg your pardon, young lady." Jane teared up. So I'm afraid the¡ª" "No! You promised!" Her mother looked over her shoulder. "Your father is coming home this evening." "What?" Jane pushed her glasses up on her nose. The car started rolling before she got the door shut. She hopped in the backseat and stashed the thing at her feet. Jane hustled across the street, the rogue backpack with the contraband making too much noise, as far as she was concerned. Her mother was staring out of the driver's-side window, her eyebrows clenched. Straightening her jacket, she squared her shoulders and turned toward a Mercedes-Benz. Yes." "Okay." Jane watched her friend head down the sidewalk until a horn beeped. "You're still coming, right?" "I told you this morning. ![]() Greenwich Country Day School Greenwich, Connecticut Twenty years ago "Just take it, Jane." Jane Whitcomb grabbed the backpack. ![]()
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