“You?” she whispered. “Me.” Daniel stood abruptly. “Lena, wait. We can fix this.” “We could have,” I replied. “Before you laughed.” He flinched visibly. Then I turned back toward the … Continue reading PART2: I walked into my brother’s enga:ge:ment party, and the br!de leaned in with a n@sty whisper: “The st!nky country girl is here.”