Chapter 16

"The protestors are back." Livia brought the news, along with a pizza from Speakeasy for their lunch.

Autumn dropped her head in her hands. "Of course they are."

Livia set the pie aside and rubbed her shoulders. "At least Mitzi probably hasn't seen them yet."

"I don't know that it matters. There's only so much of this she's going to take."

"It's not your fault."

"Except it's my name on those signs." She exhaled a slow breath. "I'm going to pull a Scarlett O'Hara and think about it tomorrow. I've got enough on my mind today." Like who, besides her father, would want to torment her and why.

Livia frowned. "You look like you're thinking deep thoughts."

"I don't know about deep, but certainly disturbing."

"Care to share?"

Autumn glanced around. It was the early afternoon lull before school got out. "Can you think of anybody who really dislikes me?"

"You mean other than Mitzi?"