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and Claire both let out the breath they were holding. Arianna laughed at them.
    As they pulled up, the house wasn’t much to look at on the outside. It was a massive home, old, and built in the colonial style of days long gone. With peeling paint and weeds overtaking the foundation, neglected was a compliment.
    “I heard this house was built in the 1700s,” Arianna said. “No one will live here because it’s supposed to be haunted.” She grinned viciously.
    “Why are all the windows boarded up?” Claire asked. Streaks of light came through an occasional crack.
    “To keep the light and noise inside, I assume. If I were running this place, I wouldn’t want to draw any unneeded attention.”
    There were large dirt lots on either side of the decaying mansion. They were full up with parked vehicles.
    “Looks like we chose a good night to come,” Arianna said with excitement.
    They stepped inside, and the fast beat of jazz music filled their ears. Whatever Ava was expecting, it wasn’t this. It was a large room, much bigger than even a grand foyer. Big enough to hold fifty people. There were men and women, nicely dressed, she noted, everywhere. They chatted loudly over the music coming from the next room, laughed and drank. This place, the inside anyway, was actually nice. While the outside had been ignored, a great effort had gone into the club itself. Velvet drapes hid the sight of ugly, rough-cut lumber, floral arrangements and lounging chairs placed all about. Ava spotted two girls dressed in short skirts and revealing white blouses running to and fro with trays. The servers, she assumed. There was a mix of electric and candle light. Off to the side, a wide staircase led to the upper floor with a few people heading upstairs and down, as well as some who simply sat talking.
    The music came from the left, the raucous laughter from the right.
    Arianna grabbed both their hands and pulled them toward the laughter.
    Tables dotted the large room, a grand parlor in the house’s prime. A long, mahogany bar stretched across the back with glass shelves behind, displaying dozens and dozens of bottles of alcohol.
    “This is unbelievable!” Arianna cried. “This was here all this time and we never knew! We’ve been sitting and rotting at home, and we could have been having fun!” She threw her arms out.
    “I have to admit, I was picturing a broken down shack with two rickety tables and a few drunks passed out in the corner,” Claire said.
    “And yet you were still willing to come,” Arianna said soberly, shaking her head. “See what we’ve been reduced to? See how boring and stressful our lives have become that you’d be willing to settle for that?” Her face lit up. “I’ll go get drinks. You two find a table.”
    She sauntered off.
    “Is it just me, or…”
    “It’s not just you,” Ava said. “She’s in rare form tonight.”
    “It’s rare now. Remember when she was like this all the time?”
    Ava wrinkled her nose. “I like her better now.”
    “I do, too.” She watched Arianna leave the bar, throwing a flirty look over her shoulder at the bartender as she went. “I do hope we’ve not recreated a monster by agreeing to come here.”
    Arianna plunked down three glasses and pulled a bottle of bourbon from under her arm.
    “You bought the whole bottle?”
    “Well, yes.” Arianna sat down and threw one leg over the other. “I didn’t see any sense in running back and forth to the bar.” She made a point to get Ava’s attention. “You did say I could drink as much as I wanted.”
    “Yes, but…I was just saying that.” She laughed. “You drove here, so I thought…”
    Arianna shrugged as she poured. “One of you two can drive if you want.”
    “Um, next question,” Ava said, leaning forward. “How did you afford to buy a whole bottle? I don’t think Claire and I have that much between us.”
    Arianna giggled, drank, and giggled again. “I skimmed some out of Caleb’s