PARK AVENUE PRINCESS
I PEERED OUT THE TINTED WINDOW OF HEATHER Fox’s Lincoln Town Car and stared up at her building on Park Avenue in NYC. Twenty-four hours ago I’d never
imagined I’d be spending fall break with my former arch nemesis.
“Wow,” I said, turning to Heather. “You live here
She flicked her blond hair over her shoulder and rolled her eyes. “Don’t freak out, Silver. This is just the driveway. If you’re acting like this now, you might have a stroke when we get inside.”
This was where I’d be staying for...