Chapter 20. The Mind Reader

Savannah’s POV

“How is it?” I ask and gauge Logan and Harlan’s reactions.

The three of us are seated at my regular booth in the Martha’s Bakery and Diner, a local Vermont hotspot serving up the best grilled cheese sandwich, cupcakes, and milkshakes. Everything on their menu is pretty much bomb. Juju, Lexy, and I used to come here all the time after school, sharing milkshakes and playing old 70s music on the jukebox.

“This is really good,” Harlan says after he had a mouthful of grilled cheese.

“This is, like, the best milkshake I’ve ever had,” Logan adds, slurping on his chocolate milkshake. “And I’ve had a lot.”

He says that last part with a wink, and I can only roll my eyes as Harlan blurts out a laugh.

“Savannah, sweetie!” suddenly, I hear a voice and I turn around to see Martha, the owner of the place. She’s dressed in glamorous drag, like she always does. Even though she’s in her fifties, she can still slay any outfit. She’s curvy, has