Chapter 11Barbara pulled up to the curb and looked toward the blue and white, single-story house near the end of the cul-de-sac. Janet and Lindsay came out waving and walked toward the car. Lindsay's had pulled her long brown hair back and flowing down below her shoulders. Her bangs pointed the way to big, brown eyes that sparkled alternatively with intelligence and curiosity. Her small turned-up nose and ear-to-ear smile made her irresistible.
Barbara waved and waited as Janet opened the door and climbed in the front. Janet had the same jet-black hair as Barbara, but she wore it short, and it curled under at her shoulders. Her hazel eyes seemed to hold an expression of cynicism. She had the same high cheekbones as Barbara and moved with the same elegance.
“Hi, Jan,” she said.
“Hey, sis
