"Me? Why would you want to come?" Grace looked surprised.

"I'm bored at home, so I thought it would be nice to go with you," Penelope explained.

Grace nodded, "Sure, that's fine."

Penelope bent down to grab her shoes, her heart beating faster. She felt like she had done something wrong.

There must be something she's looking for at Phillip's house.

Grace had obtained her driver's license at eighteen and had been driving for three years, so she was a skilled driver. Being close in age, they found they had a lot in common.

"So, did you meet my brother at a lingerie show?" Grace asked.

"Yes."

"It seems like...