Free Inheritance by Malinda Lo

it?” Julian asked. “We’re going to be late.” They had arranged for their friend Madison to pick them up to go shopping.
    “It’s David,” she said to Julian. “What’s up?” she said into the phone.
    Julian rolled his eyes and sat down in his desk chair.
    “Did you decide whether you want to go to Angel Island tomorrow or not?” David asked. “My parents have been asking, and I think I want to go.”
    “Oh.” She was still uncertain. She wanted the information as much as David did, but the idea of seeing Amber made her nervous. “I can’t really talk right now,” she said instead of answering his question.
    “Why? What’s going on?” He sounded concerned.
    “Nothing. I’m going shopping,” she said without thinking.
Crap
. She hadn’t meant to tell him. She wanted to find something to wear for their date on Friday night, but she didn’t want him to know. She worried it made her look as if she was trying too hard.
    “For what?”
    “For a—a thing. Julian’s waiting for me. Let me call you in a couple hours, okay? We can talk then.”
    “All right.”
    When she hung up the phone Julian said, “Boyfriend keeping you on a short leash?”
    She gave him a pointed look. “You did not just say that.”
    He raised his hands in surrender. “Let’s go. Madison’ll be mad if she gets there and we’re late.”
    On Monday night, after the Sophia Curtis interview, Reese had stood in front of her closet and stared morosely at her clothes, trying to figure out what she could wear to the party. She kept thinking about the people who would be there—David’s friends,probably his ex-girlfriend—and how inadequate her wardrobe was. She couldn’t show up at Eric Chung’s house wearing jeans and a stupid T-shirt. She had called Julian.
    “I don’t think I’m the right person to help,” he told her.
    “What do you mean? You always help me find stuff to wear.”
    “I find weird T-shirts. You’re going on a date. With a guy. I think you need girl help.” He sounded a little annoyed, but she didn’t think to ask why.
    “You won’t go shopping with me?” she said, feeling panicked.
    “I didn’t say that,” Julian said, giving in. “Why don’t you call Mad?”
    Reese went shopping with their friend Madison Pon all the time, but rarely for clothes for herself. “Yeah, I guess that could work.”
    Madison was more than happy to help—especially once Reese revealed the reason behind her request. She then had to explain, in detail, how she and David had gotten together, although she omitted everything about Amber. Reese told herself that Amber had nothing to do with this, and it wasn’t like Madison would think to ask, but Reese still felt a little guilty about not telling her.
    It was only after talking to Madison that Reese realized going shopping was more complicated than it used to be. Since her parents wouldn’t let her go anywhere on her own anymore, she told them she was spending the day at Julian’s house. Julian agreed to sneak out with her via the alley that ran behind his street, and Madison was picking them up a couple of blocks away.
    She was already waiting in her lime-green VW by the timethey arrived, breathless from sprinting down the alley. “You’re late!” she said, but she looked more excited than upset.
    Julian climbed into the backseat and said, “She got a call from her boyfriend.”
    Madison grinned. “Oooh, really? What did he say?”
    Reese glared at Julian and tugged her baseball cap farther down over her head. “Nothing. Let’s go—we have to be back here by four thirty.”
    Madison laughed. “All right. Let’s find you an outfit for Friday night.”

    Haight Street was lined with thrift stores and head shops, clumps of street kids smoking, and tourists who stopped in the middle of the sidewalk to take photos. As Reese, Julian, and Madison wove their way among pedestrians and the smell of pot smoke, Reese kept her head down and hoped that nobody would