Chapter 5: A Dinner with the Finn FamilyReluctantly, I arrived at the front gate of the Van Ross mansion, once again. Reagan wasn’t home when I got there, she had apparently gone out with some friends. “Probably with some poor boy, again,” as Velma explained with distaste. A part of me was relieved that Reagan wasn’t home so that I wouldn’t have to explain the horrible ultimatum that our grandmother put on me. Velma chose my dress this time, which was much more casual and a lot less revealing.
I smoothed down the skirt of my purple dress as we sat in the back of my grandmothers limo. Silently, I half-listened as she went into full details about the Finn family, not forgetting to leave out their family history, career status’, nasty gossip, and general beliefs that they upheld. My head no
