Heather leaned in the direction from which Stella and Kara’s voices had emanated. “Psst,” she whispered. “Are you two kneeling or bowing? Am I the only i***t standing in front of a goddess?”
“We’re kneeling,” Stella answered. “I thought that was kind of a given.”
Heather huffed. “You two heifers let me stand here looking like a disrespectable blind ass instead of telling me to kneel?”
“She’s a goddess, Heather,” Stella said, sounding exasperated as if she were talking to a child. “Why wouldn’t you kneel?”
“It’s not like I go around hanging out with goddesses any time I please,” Heather said. “I’m not all up on the goddess do’s and don’ts. How could I know?”
“I don’t know what you do in your spare time,” Stella shot back. “For all I know, you’re out gallivanting with the goddess every
