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Girl, you kidding, right?”
    Cindy looked at Meadow and shook her head.
    Tom snorted. “We’re in the middle of nowhere. The whole damn island is your toilet. Pick a tree.”
    Cindy stared into the woods, shifting from one foot to the other. She really had to go. And when she had to go, there was no holding it in. The crystal meth she loved so much had damaged her kidneys, and Cindy knew that if she didn’t find a spot in the next minute or two, Meadow would make fun of her for pissing her pants. He was bad enough on the boat when she was throwing up, laughing and making gagging sounds. That guy was a real dick.
    She weighed that humiliation against heading into those scary trees alone, and wasn’t sure which was worse.
    “ Go with me, Georgia?”
    “ I go wit you, baby, help you take off those clothes.” Meadow laughed. So did Tom. Tyrone kept quiet.
    Cindy looked hard at Georgia. “Please.”
    Georgia sighed. “Number one or number two?”
    This prompted more guffaws from Meadow and Tom.
    “ Number one. I’ll be really quick.”
    Georgia stared into the blackness of the forest, but didn’t get up.
    Maybe she was scared, too.
    “ I’ll go with you.” Tyrone stood up. He looked sympathetic.
    “ Jonesin’ for some white meat, homes?” Meadow nudged him. “Polly wanna cracker?”
    “ Be cool, man. The lady needs to go.”
    Cindy appreciated the gesture, and if it had been another guy she might have taken him up on it. But she liked Tyrone. Earlier on the boat, he stood by her when she was puking her guts out, even holding her hair back. That was embarrassing enough. She didn’t want to have to pee in front of him, too.
    “ Thanks,” Cindy said. “But I’d rather have a girl go with me.”
    She met Tyrone’s eyes, saw kindness there. Kindness, and something more. He nodded at her, and sat back down. Cindy turned again to Georgia.
    “ Please,” Cindy begged. “I’m gonna wet my pants.”
    “ I pay money to see that,” Meadow snickered.
    Cindy looked from Georgia to Meadow and back again. Mercifully, Georgia got up.
    Cindy rushed to her, grabbed her hand, and tugged her over to the tree line. Not in the direction Martin went. The opposite direction. That seemed safer.
    “ Look at those bitches go, holdin’ hands ‘n shit. That’s hot.”
    Georgia halted, turned around. “Fuck you, Meadow.”
    “ You wish, mama. Maybe when you come back, I give you a chance.” He added, “If you come back.”
    Meadow and Tom laughed. Tyrone stayed silent.
    “ Come on.” Cindy pulled at Georgia. She felt like she was about to burst. “We gotta hurry.”
    Georgia followed. It became very dark, very fast, but Cindy forced her fear back, her whole body shaking with need. As soon as she was out of the boys’ sight she yanked down her sweat pants and underwear and squatted.
    “ Geez, gimme a little warning,” Georgia said, stepping away.
    Cindy urinated, her relief so beautiful it was almost as good as getting high. The spray splashed against the leaves, droplets landing on her gym shoes, but she didn’t care. She closed her eyes and sighed, deeply, almost enjoying the cool night air on her naked butt.
    Less than a dozen feet away, something flashed.
    What’s that?
    Cindy wondered if it was Sara, with the flashlight. Or maybe Martin.
    But they’d gone in the other direction.
    Cindy continued to watch, waiting for the light to flash again.
    “ I think I see someone in the woods,” Georgia said softly.
    Cindy clenched. Her arms and legs broke out in gooseflesh. “That’s not funny.”
    “ I’m serious.”
    Cindy couldn’t tell if the girl was kidding or not. Georgia was a strange one, and she had a mean streak.
    “ Where?” Cindy whispered.
    “ Oh, God.” Georgia’s eyes got wide, staring at something over Cindy’s shoulder. “He’s right behind you.”
    Cindy jerked upright, cutting off the stream and tugging up her pants. She spun around, looking where Georgia was looking.
    Nothing