Changes in Heather

The headlights from Heather MacAdams’ car cast long shadows along the pine trees lining the dark country road winding through the flat, furrowed fields of central Mississippi. Although the surroundings were lonely and deserted, the mood inside Heather’s large, white Cadillac Escalade was buoyant and upbeat. Heather and her friends, Natalie and Mary Catherine bounced silently in their seats as the CD player pumped heavy backbeats through the sound system, grooving to Gwen Stefani at a nearly ear-splitting volume. “…cause I ain’t no Hollaback Gurrrrllll… Yeah, I ain’t no Hollaback Gurrrrllll…” Only an hour or so earlier, the three girls had been cheering loudly at a high school football game, watching the Warriors win their sixth game of the season, Heather leading the crowd as a junior member of the cheerleading squad. After the game, they had piled into Heather’s dad’s car and sped out past the city limits to a ramshackle frame house in the country where custom dictated…

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