Layla tugged at his arm. “You have to take me for a ride one day. It would be so cool to show up at a rave in this!” “Layla!” my mother said. “What do you know about raves? She’s very advanced for her age,” she told Derek. “I worry about it sometimes, but, really, what can you do?” “Tie her to a tree,” I muttered and I could have sworn I heard a smothered laugh, but when I glanced at Derek, his face was blank.
