Suicide Lake by Ashley Fontainne

Author:Ashley Fontainne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, mystery, thriller, suspense, murder, small town
Publisher: RMSW Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

I HEARD TRACI come inside the restroom, turn the sink on and then grab a bunch of paper towels.

“You okay?”

I flushed the toilet and exited the stall, stumbling my way to the sink. “Yeah. Obviously, I can’t hold my liquor. Haven’t had this much to drink in years. The last time I did, I wound up pregnant.”

Traci giggled. “Don’t worry. I certainly can’t knock you up.”

I gave her a weak smile. “True.”

“I’ve had way more and I’m fine. Well, I mean, I don’t feel sick or anything. You should’ve eaten more food. Then again, maybe I should’ve kept my mouth shut and not freaked you out.”

Taking the damp towels, I wiped my face and turned on the faucet. After rinsing my mouth and spitting, I said, “Stop. My worshiping the porcelain throne had nothing to do with what you told me, though it is shocking. It’s just been a really long last seven days and I overindulged.”

Traci slumped against the counter and yanked the clip from her head. Mounds of thick, sable hair spilled around her shoulders. Even when trashed, she was still beautiful. I didn’t dare look at my own reflection, afraid I’d puke again.

“Wow, think I stood too fast. Got the spins.”

“Why don’t you let me drive you home? I feel fine now that I yakked up all the tequila.”

The door opened before Traci had a chance to respond. The night was just full of surprises.

“Oh, this brings me back to high school. Renee and Traci trashed in the bathroom, desperately trying to clean themselves up so others won’t notice.”

I wanted to crawl back into the stall. The last person I needed to see was Gretchen Chase, yet there she stood, face full of righteous condemnation.

Traci snorted, “Well, hello to you too, Gretchen. Your face has changed, but your mouth sure hasn’t.”

Okay, that was funny so of course I laughed.

Gretchen walked to the mirror and opened her purse. While applying more gloss to lips already coated with way too much, she gave me a smirk then said, “Only back in town a short time and already picked up bad habits again, Traci? Hmmm, must be the company you keep. Didn’t your momma warn you about hanging out with white trash?”

That did it. I threw the wet paper towels on the counter, ready to give my former friend an earful. She only thought what I’d said at Walmart was bad.

Traci beat me to the punch. “She did, which is why I never came knocking on your door to say I was back.”

“Oh, what a witty comeback! Guess you aren’t as drunk as you look. And smell.”

Glaring at Gretchen, I added, “You just proved your mother didn’t teach you any manners, Gretchen. And this is nothing like high school. Back then, you were just as trashed and not a bitch.”

Traci burst out laughing and headed to the door. Gretchen’s face was red again and anger burned behind her eyes. Gracing her with a smirk of my own, I turned and followed Traci.

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