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She shrugged and said, "You could go after Dana Martin?'

"What? When you mentioned him before, I reminded you he's a senior, and he's going with Lois Morris."

"Everyone's going to want to talk to you, even him, I bet. Play it up. Take advantage of the situation, silly. Don't be thick."

She sat back. "I don't like any of your bras. They're like training bras. Don't you have any that give you some more lift?"

"No. I'm not as big as you and don't have as much to lift."

"You can make it look that way. There's all sorts of little tricks. I'll show them to you, don't worry. I learned a lot from my mother just watching her prepare to go out with someone. Actresses don't prepare as much to walk out on a Broadway stage. You know what she calls it, the coiffeur, the makeup, the perfumes, dresses, bras, jewelry, all of it?"

"What?"

"JFD, justifiable feminine deception. In her way of thinking, women trap men. Harry's mother wasn't all wrong about her, but even if we don't think exactly the same way, why shouldn't we benefit from her knowledge? Most of the boys in our school are too thick to realize they've been deceived, not that you're all deception or I am. We're both pretty good-looking girls. Any boy in that school should be happy to be with either of us."

She smiled at herself in the mirror and then at me. "Remember when I told you that day that I had deeper cleavage?"

"Yes."

"I was really talking about a new bra."

How could we be talking about all this? I wondered. Less than forty-eight hours ago, she was attacked by and killed her stepfather. Was she in some form of shock? Was I?

"Stop looking at me as if I were crazy," she said. She sat back.

"Well, you're saying silly things. Dana Martin. Why would he even think about talking to me? When he looks my way, he makes me feel invisible."

"Okay, I'm going to tell you something, a secret I kept even from you."

"What?

" I held my breath. What else could she have kept secret?

"I've had a crush on Dana Martin for a long time." "You have?"

She shrugged. "And every chance I had, I flirted with him so he would know."

"You did? Where was I?"

"You weren't with me every breathing moment, Zipporah. Don't be so thick." She paused and smiled.

"What?"

"He came down to Sandburg in his car some nights recently, and I met him."

"Really?"

"We just sat in his car talking the first time. Then he came down again. He really isn't all that crazy about

Lois Morris anymore. He wanted me to be his girlfriend, but I wouldn't, so I'm sure he's going to come asking you questions about me."

I stared at her. "What did you do when he came to see you?"

"We took a ride to Echo Lake and parked."

"You did?" I couldn't believe all this had gone on without my knowing.

"Remember when I told you how hard it was for me even to think about having a relationship with a boy because Harry made me feel so dirty?"

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