Josiah
I waited until well past midnight for the twins to return.
Just after one, the door opened, but instead of the twins, Renee and Avalon came tumbling through the door. They were both laughing, their cheeks flushed, their eyes bright, and yet, amazingly, I didn't smell a drop of liquor on them. They were completely sober.
Behind them, Wilson had stopped on the threshold. "Well then," he said, throwing me an awkward glance. "I'll just leave you guys here. Thanks to both of you. It was fun."
"Yeah it was," Renee sighed and flopped down on the couch across from Josiah. "We should do it again, don't you think, Avalon?"
There was something funny and weird about the way she drawled out the name. And Avalon gave her a scolding look before she brushed her red hair out of her fa
