Lateral Thinking: Why didn't she believe their story???

[Hyno]

First correct answer as to why Lucy did not believe the girls story gets 500 tokens.


"'Mom, there's been an accident.' That's what she said." Jenny Smith was speaking to Lucy Jackson but kept her eyes fixed on the road as they sped along Berkely Parkway. It was 1:00 a.m.

"So when she said she was all right, it didn't register at all." Jenny continued. "Not until she told me the third time. You'd think she'd have the sense to start a midnight phone call with 'I'm OK' and then tell me. Look at me! I'm still shaking!"
"You sure you don't want me to drive?" Lucy asked.

Jenny shook her head.

Lucy stared out the passenger window for a moment before sayin-g, "At least she called you. If you hadn't come over to tell me, that call from the police would have been my first inkling. Come to think of it, that's just how the policeman started too ... 'Mrs. Jackson, there's been an accident involving your daughter.' And, you know, even though you'd already told me no one was hurt, I could feel ice pour into my stomach when he spoke."

The drive continued in silence, both women reflecting on the accident and on their relationships with their teenage daughters. Jenny Smith was tense, anxious. She held the steering wheel firmly with both hands and continued to focus completely on the space of light the headlights of her car opened before them. Lucy Jackson was equally upset, but her nature was more secretive and her body language more contained.

Jenny was the first to break the silence. "The car, apparently, is a write-off." It was the first time either of the two women had mentioned the vehicle. "It ... it ..." Her reluctance to deal with the details was more a factor of her own fears than worry that she might upset Lucy. "It rolled twice after going through the guard rail so they must have been going pretty fast. Thank God for seat belts."

"It was the Tancevski girl? Lara? Her parents' car, right?" Lucy spoke without looking away from the passenger window. "I don't know whether it's the accident that's making me say this, but I've never been entirely sure about her."

Jenny nodded at the road. "Going to the dance at Berkely High was her idea, but to be honest, Lucy, I don't think our girls needed much persuading. You know ..." For only a second, she broke her driving concentration and looked sideways at her passenger. Jenny wasn't sure whether to continue with her thought. The two women were neighbors, not really friends, but had been drawn together more than once in the past because their daughters "hung out."

"No matter how I try," she carried on, "I can't understand their social pattern, these girls. My Kellie, she's seventeen, and, you know, the grad dance last month was the first time she went on an actual date. You know, where the boy actually knocks on the door. Comes to pick her up. And then brings her home again!"

There was another silence, then, still looking out the side window, Lucy said, "Liberation." There was another pause. "It's the first stage in liberation. The first thing you do when you're set free is act like your oppressors." Jenny turned away from the road again, this time with new interest. Here was a facet of her neighbor that she'd never encountered.

"And because males cluster in groups and take on a group personality, that's what girls do now, too. From what you told me, that's probably what caused this whole thing tonight. Your Kellie and that Lara, and Janine - who was the fourth one? The Peterson girl from one street over? — the spat with that group of boys in the parking lot would never have turned into an incident if they weren't acting as a group. Individuals back down, walk away. Groups fight. Imagine! Girls being asked to leave a dance. There's liberation for you."

Just ahead, the lights of Berkely were visible on the horizon. Jenny slowed to obey the new speed limit.

"But Kellie told me they left without a fuss," she pointed out. "It was when they were on their way back home — they were about halfway she said — that they saw headlights coming up behind them and recognized the boys' car. So — maybe it was Lara's first instinct; who's got judgment at that age? — she speeded up to get away and ... well ... you know the rest."

Lucy not only turned away from the passenger window, she shifted completely, so that her body was facing Jenny. "And you bought that story?" she said.

[Benny]

Very well written! I'm afraid someone will just google the answer though

I'll have a think about it :-k

arg!
Its way too long!!!
I'm not going to read all that! ops:

[Nutty_ZA]

okay... taking a complete stab in the dark here

The girls obviously live quite a distance from the high school in question and seeing that they don't normally have boys pick them up from their houses when they go out on dates, how would the boys possibly have known where the girls were since the girls were already halfway home???

[TheGuru]

Mums seldom believe their kids ;-)

[Nutty_ZA]

Originally Posted by TheGuru

Mums seldom believe their kids ;-)

a far more accurate guess than mine

[salocius]

I've heard this before so I'll let other people have a chance. The answer I know is based on making an assumption about the events which I don't agree with.
See what anyone else comes up with

[Benny]

I found it quite hard to follow... obviously I don't read enough trashy novels!

[Hyno]

Originally Posted by Nutty_ZA

okay... taking a complete stab in the dark here

The girls obviously live quite a distance from the high school in question and seeing that they don't normally have boys pick them up from their houses when they go out on dates, how would the boys possibly have known where the girls were since the girls were already halfway home???

This answer isn't correct. Sorry.

The Guru's answer may well be true, but isn't correct either. ;-)

[Hyno]

Originally Posted by Benny

I found it quite hard to follow... obviously I don't read enough trashy novels!

I'll write the next one in Code for all the techo's.

...and one that's in Cartoon form for Catz. :-P