Lance stood there, watching Claire drive off, and honestly, it stung. She really just left with some random blond guy? He couldn’t believe it. What was she even thinking?
Shirley didn’t waste a second before she started in with her usual sarcasm. “Is that blond kid supposed to be Claire’s new boyfriend?”
Rose rolled her eyes. “Did you see the car he was driving? It looked like it hadn’t seen a car wash in months. What, is he from the sticks too?”
Rose added, “Come on, Claire just left the James family. No way she’s already looking for a boyfriend.”
“Maybe they’re just old friends or something,” someone else suggested.
But Shirley’s eyes sparkled with gossip. “Or maybe they’ve actually been dating all along, just keeping it quiet because of York.”
York frowned. “Shirley, stop making things up.”
She shrugged. “How is it making things up? Claire never really liked hanging out with us anyway. Who knows what she’s been up to?”
“And even if that was her boyfriend, he’s nothing compared to you, York. Did you see that car? Total junk.”
Shirley couldn’t help repeating herself, clearly trying to drag Claire down. She’d already decided she was getting a Panamera for her eighteenth birthday and liked reminding people about it.
Abner, who was always into cars, surprised everyone by speaking up. “Actually, I’m not sure that’s just some junker.”
Shirley snorted. “Are you kidding? That thing was so filthy, the mud was practically covering the mirrors. If he can’t even spring for a car wash, you know he’s cheap.”

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