Waylaid by Sarina Bowen

Author:Sarina Bowen [Bowen, Sarina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950155255
Publisher: Tuxbury Publishing LLC
Published: 2021-07-19T18:30:00+00:00

After dinner, Dylan plays a few fiddle tunes for the crowd. Then his grandpa asks for a turn on Dylan's instrument, and he happily hands it off.

“Smoke?" Dylan whispers to me. "It's the last of our stash."

“Sure."

I follow Dylan around to the far side of the cider house, out of view of everyone else. “Oh, look,” he whispers. The old picnic table we’re heading for is already occupied by Daphne and Violet. “Maybe you should sit next to my sister’s tasty friend.”

“Why? Daphne is the hot one.”

He laughs like I’m joking. “Evening, ladies. Can we smoke here in peace? Or will Daphne rat me out again?"

Daphne flips up her middle finger without even glancing in his direction. "It was one time," she says. "And you totally had it coming."

"Did you?" I ask Dylan.

"Probably," he mumbles, throwing a leg over the bench and plunking down beside his sister.

I sit down across from Daphne, and she gives me a smile that’s a little bit shy.

“What did he do?” I ask her.

“Well, I was trying to plan a surprise party, and he told the birthday boy! There are kindergarteners who are more capable of keeping secrets.”

"I didn’t realize," Dylan argues.

“Because you don’t listen,” Daphne fires back. “Ever.”

He pulls a baggie out of his pocket, and begins rolling our last joint. ”Eh. I like parties, but I hate planning things. I probably tuned you out so you wouldn’t ask me to make a contribution.”

I snicker, because that sounds like Dylan. “Whose surprise got ruined?"

"Zach's," Dylan says, pulling a lighter out of his pocket too.

"The farm hand?"

“Yeah, he used to live here. Daphne was hot for him for, like, forever." He lazily flicks the lighter. I glance up at Daphne as her face pinks up.

Huh. No wonder Dylan is the frequent target of Daphne's revenge plots. He does not give a fuck what others think of him, and he is probably incapable of understanding why his sister would. But Daphne guards her heart more closely.

“So how'd you get even with this motormouth?” I ask her, hooking my thumb toward her evil twin.

Her smile is very satisfied. “I handed his stash of weed over to Mom, with a lengthy document on the perils of pot on the teenage brain."

“Good one. Shows concern, but also infuriates the target. I’ll give you an eight out of ten.”

“Wait,” her friend Violet says, her eyes appraising me. “What would make it ten out of ten? How evil are you?”

“It’s a fair question. Eight is a solid score, of course, but I took points off for not going the extra distance. I would like to see Daphne mixing in a few grams of oregano, to ruin the stash and make the crime look worse than it is. And adding some cases of White Claw, to question not only his values, but his taste in manly beverages."

Dylan laughs. Then he offers the joint to the table. "I know Daphne won't partake, but maybe Violet is more fun?"

The look on Daphne's face is murderous now, but Dylan doesn’t notice.

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