think heâs a just a big jerk. Iâll bet that even if he and Mom do get married, it wonât last more than a year, two at best. The good news is that I should be long gone by the time it unravels.â She sighed. âBut I still donât like the idea of my mom getting her heart broken . . . again.â
âIt makes me want to be über-careful about the man I marry,â Cassidy said somberly. âNot that Iâm planning anything. Not until Iâm at least thirty anyway.â She made a nervous laugh.
Now they all took turns making jokes about guys and marriage, but as Cassidyâs car pulled up to Devonâs house, Devon felt a dark cloud of sadness settle over her. It was the same black cloud sheâd been experiencing ever since her mom had gotten involved with Rodney a few weeks ago. Just the same, she made a stiff smile as she told her friends good-bye. As she got out of the car, giving what she hoped looked like a lighthearted wave, she wished that she had someplace else to go home to. Some other life . . . something different than this.
3
E mma felt a stab of guilt as she watched Devon going into her house. âI know sheâs not happy,â she said glumly. âBut I donât know what to do about it.â
âJust keep being her friend,â Cassidy said as she drove away.
âDevon isnât the easiest person to be a friend to sometimes.â Emma had known Devon for as long as she could remember, and sometimes it felt like they were destined for a never-ending love-hate relationship.
âI know what you mean. But Iâve kind of incorporated a Scripture into my life recently. Maybe Iâll call it my Devon verse.â
âWhat is it? âLove your enemiesâ?â
Cassidy laughed. âDevon isnât my enemy.â
âI know.â Emma felt more guilt. âSheâs not mine either, but sometimes she makes me kinda crazyâhey, where are you going?â she asked as she realized Cassidy had turned on the wrong street.
âTaking you home?â
âNo, remember I said Iâm supposed to go to my grandmaâs today.â
âOh yeah.â Cassidy nodded. âI forgot.â
âMomâs worried that sheâs depressed . . . missing my grandpa, ya know. Iâm supposed to cheer her up.â
Cassidy did a U-turn on the quiet street. âThatâs nice you can do that, Em.â
âSo, tell meâwhatâs your magic verse?â
âWell, itâs not magic. Itâs in Second Corinthians. I think itâs in chapter twelve. But donât expect me to quote it to you.â
âWhatever. Just give me the gist, okay?â
âItâs about how Godâs grace is big enough to help us through anything. When weâre at our weakest placeâlike how hard it is to be a good friend to Devon sometimesâGod can step in and become our strength. We just need to realize weâre weak and ask him to help us. Anyway, itâs something like that. I read it in a devotional book last week and it kinda stuck, ya know?â
âThatâs pretty cool. Can you text the reference to me so I can look it up too?â
âSure.â
âMaybe itâs working for you, Cass. Because it seemed like you and Devon were getting along pretty good today. Better than usual, anyway.â Emma frowned. âOf course, it also seemed like you were ganging up against poor Felicia.â
âYou still think that? After what you saw and heard about her? You think weâre ganging up on her just because we want to maintain the integrity of the DG?â
âYeah, well, when you put it like that, I guess not. But I still feel sorry for her.â
âI feel sorry for her too. It looks like sheâs making some really stupid choices.â Cassidy pulled into Emmaâs grandmaâs driveway then turned to peer at Emma. âThink about it,