Friends?
Bella couldn't stop thinking about the scene that had just played in her mind's eye as she looked out of the window while Dan drove the car. What had that been about? Was it just a dream? Was it possible she was allowing her dislike for Dan to get into her so much that she was dreaming of killing him? But then again, she didn't dislike him. At least not anymore since the past few days. So what had that been about? And why that damned retro costume? Could she afford to believe it was just a dream? Bella wondered with a sigh as she relaxed on the chair and rested her head on the headrest. She quickly remembered what Joan had said about sitting like a lady and straightened her back immediately as she sat up.