Benedict
“What is this I hear about you going on a date with Sloane on Friday?” Bethany asks when we get in the car on Monday after school.
“Seriously, how are you so tuned in to what is going on?” I ask, once again amazed at my sister’s ability to keep up with everything going on around us.
“When your name, Sloane’s name, or Slade’s name comes up, I pay attention. When two of those names come up at the same time, I push my nose into whatever conversation is going on to find out more. So? Is it true?”
“Yeah, it’s true,” I say grinning.
“How did you make that happen?”
“What? You don’t think I have moves?” I ask, looking at my sister as I pull out of the parking lot.
“I don’t think ‘moves’ work on Sloane,” she says.
“I have different moves for her. Special moves, moves that are only
