“No!” she stood up while hiding the cup behind her back. As her leg swept off the sill, it bumped the vase and sent it crashing to the floor. Daryl shook his head disappointedly, like he expected no better of his idiot sister. She stared at him in stunned shock as he walked over. He stepped over the broken shards of pottery without much effort and took back his half eaten yogurt cup while she was unable to react.He was halfway to the kitchen when she finally managed to speak. “Help me!” she pleaded.“Help you what; hide Dad’s vase?”“Can it be put back together?” she suggested.Daryl looked down at the remnants and shook his head. “You’ll have to order a new one.”“I don’t have the money for that. You’ve got to lend me some.”“Why?” he scoffed.“Do you want Mom and Dad to be sad on their anniversary?”“Technically their anniversary was last month. Also, I don’t care if they are sad as long as they know it wasn’t me.”“What if I tell them it was you?” Stacey suggested.“It’ll be your word. The top part was a female symbol, the usual circle with an inverted cross at the bottom, but that was superimposed on the usual male symbol, a circle with a little arrow sticking out of the right side. But instead of sticking straight up at an angle, the male arrow drooped downward, somewhat like a limp dick, and it was set against a background of a lock and key. I would soon find out what those symbols meant. All of the girls were my age or a year younger, and, as usual with the Grimsley girls, every one of them was stunningly beautiful, so much so that it was intimidating. There were some new faces there, ones I could not recall seeing at any of the teas or dances. But if I had seen them I know I would have been too afraid to approach them. They were just out of my league, looks-wise. Then a second group of about eight or nine girls came in. Each of them was dressed in what were obviously stage costumes. They looked like pirate outfits to me, since every one of them was wearing.
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