![]() ![]() Mel liked to party, but she stayed away from the harder stuff. Had she been drinking before we met up? Or toking on the crack pipe? If the frantic voice mail I’d received from Mel while I’d been at the school and the subsequent conversation was any indication, maybe meth was involved. ![]() “But I know what I saw, Serena, and I’m telling you Phillip isn’t human.” Both had chipped nail polish, which was so unlike her glamour-loving nature. ![]() I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t seen it with my own two eyes, and these blue peepers have twenty- twenty vision thanks to Lasik.” Mel jabbed at her eyes with two fingers. I took a huge gulp of my rum and coke, wincing at the burn. Throughout our lives, no one could figure out how we were so close, but when friendships begin with cupcakes-chocolate, at that-no truer bond develops. Mel was the crazy one, always into something, while I was mostly comfortable reading a book or watching a movie. ![]() A rattlesnake and a bunny had more in common than we did. We’d been peanut butter and jelly since I shared my chocolate cupcakes with her in the first grade. That or Mel’s drink was a hell of a lot stronger than mine. In the dim, almost but-not- quite seedy bar lights, I stared openmouthed at my best friend in what had to be the most unattractive manner. ![]()
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