Chapter Twenty-One

Cammie

Walking up the front path to Dorrie's house, I was already feeling like it was a mistake. I didn't really have a choice, though. If I turned around and went back home, Dorrie would show up.

I could do this. Dorrie had never steered me wrong before and seemed to think I'd be welcome, that maybe Mel did want to see me.

So I knocked.

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