Lorna gapped at her friend for a moment. The man had just insulted her and insinuated they were all no better than the brotherhood and Jean was still going to take him to the lake and spend time with him? Was the girl blind and deaf? Or did Jean just not care about their friendship, about her, as much as she thought she had?
She waited until Jean walked away, then she slammed the front door shut. Angry tears streamed down her face and with a sob she ran up to her room. A second door slammed and the rest of the mansion began their whisperings.