‘I understand fearing the number thirteen due to bad luck, but you’ve picked fifteen, Shelley. For Pete’s sake, why?’
Shelley shrugged. She wasn’t telling her old-fashioned mother she’d dumped kindly Pete at 15 Westwood Crescent.
Why feel the need to be in with the school gang and dump him? She got the kudos.
He gave her sad looks.
She could imagine the teasing he received.
She liked him. She was her own worst enemy, as she’d told herself fifteen times already.
She walked out ignoring her mother.
‘Fifteen, acting more like five I’d say.’
Shelley knew that was true too.
Shelley shrugged. She wasn’t telling her old-fashioned mother she’d dumped kindly Pete at 15 Westwood Crescent.
Why feel the need to be in with the school gang and dump him? She got the kudos.
He gave her sad looks.
She could imagine the teasing he received.
She liked him. She was her own worst enemy, as she’d told herself fifteen times already.
She walked out ignoring her mother.
‘Fifteen, acting more like five I’d say.’
Shelley knew that was true too.
