BFF SecretsChapter 9
The oven-like heat of the day had not dissipated by the time Christen stepped down from the bus. The walk across the huge parking lot renewed the sheen of perspiration over every inch of the teenager’s skin. Thankfully she was able to enter the air-conditioned interior of the shopping mall before the sweat gathered into droplets and ran down her face. Christen closed her eyes and smiled at the therapeutic power of the cool air. Refreshed, she opened her eyes and looked around,...