“At least we all know which Calloway girls play dirty,” he says. I easily read into the sexual innuendo. “No dirtier than you,” Daisy says, passing us. Ryke stiffens, realizing that conversation went south…closer to his penis than he probably intended. Or maybe he did mean it. Ryke watches her open the glass sliding door. I lean forward and whisper-hiss, “Are you staring at my sister’s butt?” “What?” He cringes at me like I’m the crazy one.
