Beau's BMW sat in my driveway when I pulled up. He leaned against the hood with his cellphone in his hand. I wondered if he'd ever considered having it surgically attached to his palm.
"Hey, man. What are you doing here?"
"Other than arguing with Felicity? Nothing much. Didn't have much going on, so I thought I'd stop by and see what you were up to."
"Supposed to get together with Peyton, although you already knew that."
He tried to act surprised and failed miserably. "Oh yeah, I forgot." Liar. "What are you two doing?"
"No clue. You're welcome to tag along." I walked by him and opened the front door.
"Remind me why you lock this place up..."
We lived in a small town where crime was non-existent. This was the type of town where neighbors shot people for being in places they weren'
