Chapter Ten
“Oh, wow, do I need a shower!” Belinda exclaimed as she looked down at herself. She’d been running around all day in cutoff denims and a snug white t-shirt, dredging up boxes to pack her belongings in. She’d been up into the attic more than once, and down into the cellar several times, and now she was covered in dirt, grime and cobwebs.
“That would make two in one day,” Sarah pointed out.
“So what?” Belinda asked. “It’s not like I’m going to be here after tomorrow morning. I think the old water heater can take the strain for one day. Besides,” she went on as she slowly pulled a long cobweb off of her hair, “I really feel dirty with all this crap on me, and Mack should be here soon.” She looked at Sarah. “Oh, and one thing I wanted to tell you. I’m going to spend the night wi
