“Put the damn measuring tape away," Vee ordered. "I already know my size. I don't need reminding.”

“Would you girls like a free measuring—”“Put the damn measuring tape away,” Vee ordered. “I already know my size. I don’t need reminding.”

“Vee lowered her lashes and smiled wickedly. "This class isn't going to teach me anything I don't already know.""Vee? As in virgin?""Not so loud." She winked just as the bell rang, sending us both to our seats, which were side by side at our shared table.”

“Vee never needed a reason to do something stupid. Sad thing was, most of the time I didn't either.”

“Something doesn't look right," Vee said. "Is the tire supposed to look like that?"I banged my head against the nearest tree trunk."So we've got a flat," Vee said. "What now?”

“We don't have an address," I said, "but we do know where he works.""Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Vee asked, eyes brightening briefly through the haze of chemical sedation."Based on past experience, I hope not.”

“Did you hear something, Nora?” Vee asked. “I thought I heard something.” “You definitely heard something,” I agreed. “Could that be … a dog fart I heard?” Vee asked me.”