Last Dance
“Grandmother told her Sunday afternoon. DJ had just replayed the prom restroom scene and Grandmother was still shaking her head in amazement.
“You mean because Mrs. Wilton and Eliza want it kept quiet?”
“Yes. Although I will certainly give Miss Dormont her walking papers when it comes to the fashion show.” She made a tsk-tsk sound. “Other than that, it feels that my hands are tied. You don’t have any actual evidence. Even if you did, we can’t get the law involved.”
“But I wish there was a way to make Madison suffer a little.” DJ was pacing in Grandmother’s suite. “It seems like she should at least learn a lesson. It’s not like this is the first time she’s gotten away with something either. We’re pretty sure she’s the one who slandered Eliza online, but we can’t prove it. Anyway, she just needs a little wake-up call.”
“Being excluded from the fashion show is—”
“Something more than that.” DJ sat down and looked at Grandmother. “Shouldn’t she have to pay for her crime?
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