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more his thing.
Hanna abruptly stood up, letting out a small squeak. “Did you snoop in my room?”
“Excuse me?” Kate asked, widening her eyes.
“You knew,” Hanna shrieked. “I searched for hours for the perfect thing.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Kate shrugged.
At that moment, Meredith was unwrapping the stork-wrapped gift that Hanna had brought. Inside was
another
box from Sunshine. “Oh,” Meredith said pleasantly, lifting an identical cashmere onesie out of identical
pink tissue paper. “It’s beautiful. Again.”
“One can never have too many of those,” Tate, one of Byron’s Hollis colleagues, guffawed, a glob of
hummus
falling into his scraggly beard.
Kate tittered good-naturedly too. “Great minds think alike, I guess,” she said, which made Hanna’s face
contort with rage. Mike’s head swiveled from one girl to the other; he was obviously lapping up the
catfight
drama.
Suddenly, Aria noticed a dark shape moving outside the front window. Goose bumps rose on her arms.
Someone was standing in the yard, watching the party.
She looked around the room, but no one else seemed to notice. Clearing her throat, she rose from the
couch
and crept down the hall. Her heart pounded as she turned the doorknob and stepped outside. The
neighborhood
was deathly quiet, and the air smelled like a woodstove. The sky was getting dark, and the lamp at
the end of Aria’s new driveway cast a pale gold circle on the grass. When she saw the figure again by the
mailbox, she jumped back. Thankfully, it wasn’t Ian. It was…
“Jenna?” Aria cried softly.
Jenna Cavanaugh was wearing a heavy quilted black coat, black mittens, and a gray hat with earflaps.
Her