Ursula lets go of my hand to unlock the door and I frown, wanting it back. "How come none of those girls tonight helped fix up your knee? Ain't they your friends?"

She ducks her head and trudges through the open door. "No. Not really."

"Why not?" I ask, following her inside. "They stupid or something?"

The smile she turns on me makes my steps falter. "No, they're not stupid. They just think I'm weird."

I start flipping on lights and going through the house, searching closets and under beds while she follows behind me on the balls of her feet. "Why the hell would they think that?"

"I don't...