With that, she pulled on her dark sunglasses, put them on as if she were shutting me out, and walked out, her minions paving the way for her as if she were a queen who deserved respect.

Another of her friends stepped forward, her eyes cold and calculating. “I would take her words seriously. Remember, in this world, truth means nothing if you don’t have connections.” 

One after another, they clicked their heels on the floor and followed their gang leader. I counted the heavy clicks of their heels until they faded while trying to crack their riddles.

That confidence Marylyn exuded, her threats, and her friend’s last words…...