Copyright © 2002, Tina M. Bridenstine.
"Meg," Estella muttered from the top bunk as the roommates lay in the dark, trying to sleep.
"What?" Meg murmured sleepily.
Estella sighed dreamily, "He loves me."
"I know." Meg replied with as much false cheer as she could muster. Inwardly she winced. William didn't love anyone but himself; he was merely a smooth liar. If anything, he was a chameleon who changed from one girl to the next. Meg knew. She had learned a hard lesson, but now she saw the lies she had been blind to before.
"Meg?"
"What now?"
Estella sighed again, "He loves me."
Copyright © 2002, Tina M. Bridenstine.