Chapter 17
That’s all we are to her—friends.
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Near the end of the summer, the resort always hosts an all-night luau down by the lake. The idea of dancing the night away to Karl’s brand of lounge music is right up my mom’s alley. Fortunately, she doesn’t expect me to go—she’s too busy trying to convince my father to go with her. “You’ll love it, Jim,” she says in a tone I recognize all too well
The look on my dad’s face tells me there’s no way in hellhe’ll love it, but he’s been married long enough to know where he’ll be come Friday night.
Which means I’ll have the cabin to myself. Which means…
I can’t wait to find Travis. When I ask him if he’s expected to go to the luau, he rolls his eyes. “It isn’t really for the staff. If you’re not scheduled to work, they sort of don’t want you to show up.”
That doesn’t answer my question. “So, are you scheduled to work?”