Wicked Lies by Michelle Areaux

Author:Michelle Areaux [Areaux, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kingston Publishing Company
Published: 2020-07-05T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

The next afternoon, Lucy and I found ourselves sitting on the back deck in our bathing suit tops and short shorts, baking in the sun. Max was lounging under my chair snoring loudly as he enjoyed another afternoon nap. I’d told Lucy about my experience meeting Bethany and how Aunt Morgan had offered to give us a few days’ break from working. She agreed that we needed some time to just relax and have fun, and we decided to work on our tans instead of working on our new mystery.

"So, she just appeared and screamed for you to leave?" Lucy asked as she applied more sunscreen to her arms.

"It was crazy–she was so angry and full of rage. When she appeared, the air got so cold I thought I was going to freeze," I stated, from the thought. I took the bottle from her and began applying sunscreen to my legs.

"I wish I would have been there," she noted. "She sounds vicious." Lucy’s eyes grew wide as she talked, trying to imagine the vision herself.

"Who sounds vicious?" said a sweet, Southern voice, sending us jumping out of our skin.

I pushed my sunglasses to the edge of my nose, so I could better see who had intruded upon my conversation. Max, who had been sound asleep, suddenly woke, startled. He gave a slight growl as he watched the person speak.

Standing before me was a tall, blonde girl with long, thin legs that seemed to go on for days, just hovering above me on the porch, holding two large Mason jar glasses in her hands. "I’m so sorry; I didn’t mean to scare y’all. I heard Morgan had visitors and I wanted to come by, say hi, and bring some sweet tea."

The girl looked sincere as she stepped onto the porch and placed the glasses filled with the light brown tea on the small table sitting between our lounge chairs.

"It’s okay. You didn’t scare us," I said. "We were just talking about…um…a girl…from back home, someone who’s like one of the girls from that Mean Girls movie." I laughed, realizing mean girls seemed to exist everywhere. It was the one, universal concept you could always count on in high school. Well, mean girls and terrible cafeteria food.

Lucy nodded her head in agreement and offered our new friend a smile.

"I know a couple of girls like that," the girl noted, smiling. Her platinum blonde hair bounced in a high ponytail as she talked. Her ocean blue eyes sparkled in the shining sunlight. Her skin was tanned and complimented by her orange, cropped top. She extended her hand to introduce herself. "Sorry, my name is Hailey. I live next door. My mom and Morgan have become good friends. She helped us tame one of our horses."

"That’s great," I replied. "My name’s Sadie. Morgan’s my aunt. This is Lucy, my best friend, and this is Max," I said, pointing to Max who was still sitting upright and looking very uncomfortable. "We’re visiting this summer from Salem.

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