"I won't tell if you don't," Casey whispered into my ear.
A good deal! I nodded my consent and grabbed her hand. We’d failed together, the camaraderie almost felt better than knowing Mom would be disappointed.
If we both kept our mouths shut, Mom would never know. It was a lie I almost convinced myself of. When the bell rang, nervous butterflies churned in my stomach. What if Mom’s uncanny sixth sense kicked in again?
Mom’s heels clacked on pavement, her icy gaze on me. She knew.
I let go of Casey’s hand, looked at my feet, and mumbled, “Sorry.”
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Drabbles and Dabbles
Short StoryDrabbles: Use only 100 words, and tell us a story. That's the challenge, if you choose to accept it. Don't waste words, and use no more and no less than precisely one hundred words. Go! (You'll find mine in the pages that follow) Dabbles: Every so o...
