#Chapter136
Man, overboard!
Maggie
After our brief adventure to a strip club, tension flowed through the house. I was an innocent bystander until Grammy let it slip that I had gotten a private dance. After that, Nash wouldn’t talk to me. FML.
I tried to apologize, but he wouldn’t listen to me. This vacation was great.
Jonas rented a boat for the day. What’s the worst that could happen? I could get pushed off, and sharks would eat me. I wouldn’t put it past Nash since he was that mad at me.
I didn’t understand how Nate wasn’t mad at Pat. But then again, this was how my luck went. Everyone got ready, and I rode with Grammy. Since Nash was ignoring me, if I died today, it wouldn’t matter.
/"Why so glum, chum?/" Grammy asked me.
/"Nash is still mad about the strip club./" I sighed.
/"Nash is an idiot,/" Dominique said.
/"That isn’t a pleasant thing to say,/" Karen said.
