In the morning his folks spoke about the Party and asked about the girl.
“Her name is Madison, she’s got a great sense of humour,” he said, having decided that’s how he’d answer when asked.
His folks had a good time, met a lot of people, laughed, were very comfortable.
He told them what Madison had said about the functions being mandatory; they had missed the Halloween and Thanksgiving… they could miss no more.
Later, he went to his room, did his homework, read ahead. He thought of calling Madison but didn’t.