Dead Man’s Hollow (MAISY FARLEY #2) by Melissa F. Miller EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Melissa F. Miller
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May 27, 1994
Heather sways in the bonfire’s flickering light, moving along to whatever
song happens to be playing on the boombox that sits on the big, flat rock.
Her shadow dances on the ground behind her. When The Sign comes on B94, the radio station out of Pittsburgh, she belts out the lyrics to the Ace of
Base song, raising her arms and closing her eyes to lose herself in the
music.
When she opens them, Gino, from her chemistry class, is pressing a
sweating bottle of Zima into her hand.
“Thanks.” She smiles and takes a swig, grimacing as the citrusy clear
malt liquor hits her taste buds. Then she shakes it off and drinks again.
There are a lot of kids in the hollow. A lot. Most of the seniors, plenty
from the lower grades, too. Some kids from other schools. This is the
largest of the fires, but not the only one. Some groups have split off, made
smaller fires where they’re drinking their own cheap booze and listening to
their own music. The woods echo with competing noises.
Everyone’s celebrating something. It’s the holiday weekend, and there
are only a few weeks of school left. Prom is coming up. Then graduation.
The waterpark opens tomorrow. Summer’s almost here, and the energy is
high, barely contained.
The strains of the opening saxophone loop of Rump Shaker fill the air.
Heather chugs the rest of her drink, sets the empty bottle on the ground, and
then does as the song suggests. When the song ends, she collapses onto a
log next to her sister, breathless and laughing. Amy nudges her with her
shoulder.
A guy from the next fire over wanders up to them, a can of beer in each
hand. “Nice moves.”
She grins. He hands her a can of IC light. She runs it over her sweaty
neck before popping the tab and taking a long drink. He offers Amy the
second beer.
She shakes her head. “No, thanks.”
He shrugs and opens it for himself.
Amy turns to her sister. “And you should slow down.”
Heather dismisses her with a flick of her wrist.
The guy looks from Heather to Amy and back to Heather, then asks,
“You bring your momma?”
They both laugh. Amy frowns, then she gets up and leaves. He slides
into the spot she’s just vacated, dips his head, and says something in a low
voice. Heather laughs even louder. Amy doesn’t turn around.
AMY BUMPS into a girl she knows from the yearbook staff. They talk for
a while about prom, summer plans, college orientation. Then Amy checks
her watch and says goodbye. She has a midnight curfew. Heather does, too,
even though she’s a year and a half younger. Diana, two years older than
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