Chapter 13:

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Ethel looked around Jackie's room. It was light blue with crown molding and art work of places like France and Spain on the walls. Her bed had a large white cloth canopy wrapped around it. But at her father's she had a room being redone in which she was helping pay for. So there she slept on an air matress.

"Wanna go get some leftover pizza from the fridge and have a girl talk about tonight?" Jackie asked
noticing Ethel not being as outgoing as she normally is.

"It would be nice."

"I'll grab the pizza box and you change in your pajamas. I can change when your done." Ethel nodded and grabbed her pajamas. She wore a matching set of blue and white striped shirt and pants. Just as she walked out of Jackies bathroom Jackie entered with the pizza.

"Well perfect timing!" Ethel laughed and Jackie shook her head. Ethel decided that she would wait for Jackie before she started to eat. Jackie stepped out in a long pink satin night gown with a long overlay with the cloth belt tied.

"O.k. so what happened?" Jackie asked taking a bite of pizza.

"I went to go find Bobby and when I found him where Jack said he would most likely be he was kissing her." Ethel said opening up the pizza box.

"How do you know it was his fault?"

"Jackie they were kissing it takes two people to kiss."

"I mean what if she just came on to him and that's when you showed up."

"By my findings I don't think it was that. What about you and Jack?" Ethel asked.

"He's nice and all but I am not sure." Jackie shrugged.

"You seemed to be having a good time." Ethel smirked.

"I did have a good-" Jackie stopped. "Do you hear that?" She asked.

They both sat there silently.

"It sounds like someone tapping on a window. Your window." Ethel whispered.

Jackie got up and looked out one of the windows.

"Nothing here. Ethel check the other one." Jackie pointed to the other window.

Ethel walked over and pulled the curtain so she could see.

"Jackie there's someone out there." Ethel said.

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