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her father’s office. The room smelled like cognac and cigars—her dad sometimes entertained his law
clients
at home—and when she flipped the switch on the wall, a bunch of soft lights flickered on above her
father’s
massive Warhol print of a banana.
She sank down in the Aeron chair at her dad’s tiger maple desk and gazed at the computer screen. There
was a slide show of family pictures as the screen saver. First was a photo of Melissa graduating from the
University of Pennsylvania, the cap’s tassel in her eyes. Then there was a photo of Melissa standing on
the
stoop of her brand-new Philadelphia brownstone their parents had bought for her when she got into the
Wharton School. Then, a photo of Spencer popped up on the screen. It was a snapshot of Ali, Spencer,
and
the others crowded on a giant inner tube in the middle of a lake. Ali’s brother, Jason, was swimming
next to
them, his longish hair sopping wet. This had been taken at Ali’s family’s lake house in the Poconos. By
the
looks of how young everyone was, it must have been one of the first times Ali had invited them there, a
few
weeks after they’d become friends.
Spencer sat back, startled to see herself in the family montage. After Spencer admitted she’d cheated to
win
the Golden Orchid, her parents had pretty much disowned her. And it was eerie to see such an early
photo
of Ali. Nothing bad had happened between Ali, Spencer, and the others yet—not The Jenna Thing, not
Ali’s
clandestine relationship with Ian, not the secrets Spencer and the others tried to keep from Ali, not the
secrets
Ali kept from them. If only it had remained that way forever.
Spencer shuddered, trying to shake her jumble of uneasy feelings. “My dad used to keep everything in
file