111 The Stolen Kiss by Carolyn Keene

Author:Carolyn Keene [Keene, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Eight

WHY?” DEBBIE WAILED, COLLAPSING in a heap on the couch. “Why would anyone do this?”

“Who hates you this much?” Nancy asked.

Footsteps clattered down the stairs. “Hey, what’s going on down here?” George asked as she burst into the room. She was in her silver sheath. Trish was right behind her, an eye pencil in her hand. Only one of her large green eyes was made up.

At the sight of the dress, George gasped.

“I don’t believe this.” Trish took the dress from Nancy. “This time Rina’s gone too far.”

“Hold it, Trish,” Brook warned. “You have no proof.”

“Who else hates Debbie?” Trish tossed the dress aside. “And who was here when I brought the dresses in? Rina.” She gave the belt of her blue-and-white robe a jerk.

George’s eyebrows shot up. Nancy cautioned her with a glance. “Calm down, Trish,” Nancy said quietly. “Tell me exactly what happened with the dress.”

“Debbie and I bought our dresses last week at a vintage shop off Main Street,” Trish said. “They needed to be altered. I picked them up this morning. When I brought them back, a couple of girls were here—”

“Who?” Nancy asked quickly.

Trish thought a minute. “Juanita and Mindy. I showed them the dresses. Rina walked in just then. She said she really liked Debbie’s dress and saw me leave it in the front closet.”

“And when did you take the dress to your room?” Nancy asked Debbie.

“During a break this afternoon,” Debbie told her. “Trish left a note on my door saying the dress was in the closet.”

“So anyone in this house could have read that note,” Nancy pointed out.

“Yes,” Trish admitted reluctantly, “but only Rina would want to hurt Debbie.”

Chris blew out her breath and frowned. “I can’t imagine Rina doing this.”

“Me, either,” Debbie said, her voice quavering. “Besides, I know she didn’t.” Nancy barely caught Debbie’s last words.

“How do you know?” Nancy asked quickly.

“I just do.” Debbie blew her nose.

“You know who did this, don’t you?” Nancy’s question stunned the room.

“Of course not,” Debbie snapped.

Trish gazed at Nancy as if she were crazy. Nancy shrugged, but she was convinced Debbie was shielding someone. Rina? But why?

Debbie began to sob. Brook put an arm around her to comfort her.

“It’ll be okay, Debbie,” Chris said. She picked up the box of her grandmother’s dresses. “You’re coming to that party tonight—no way you’re staying here alone. You can wear one of Granny Lula’s costumes.” Debbie raised her head.

“Hey,” Rosie declared, “sorority sisters help each other out.”

“Thanks, guys,” Debbie murmured.

Nancy was frustrated by Debbie’s silence, but she was worried, too. “I don’t mean to be a party pooper, but this is a pretty violent practical joke.” She glanced at the dress. “Maybe we’d better lock the doors even during the day and keep the ground-floor windows shut.”

The girls acted scared as they disbanded to get ready for the party.

“Tell me about Rina,” Nancy said to Brook as they headed upstairs. “She doesn’t seem like the other girls in this sorority. I’m surprised she got pledged.”

“She was a legacy, which means a relative was a Theta Pi.

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