Life Lessons According to Camryn:
No one's born smart, but one does have to work awfully hard to stay stupid.
The fasten seatbelt light chimed off as her mother continued her babbling about not understanding why Camryn had lied. Troy sat with her dad a few rows up. He looked every bit as miserable. At least he was miserable in silence. Mom didn't know when to shut up.
Camryn directed her gaze out the window, trying to tune out the noise. Her seat was right on the left wing, reminding her of an old Twilight Zone episode. A gremlin appeared on the wing with a grin straight out of hell. The ugly little creature pointed to the exhaust propeller, silently questioning whether to mangle it in her honor. She almost smiled and nodded, imagining the plane going down in a smoldering pile of ash. John Lithgow replaced her mother in the next seat, violently shaking his head.
A hand closed over hers, drawing her back.
"Camryn," Mom pleaded. "Please, just tell me why you did this."