AN: Oh my gosh, I am so, so sorry for taking - I don't even want to think about how long it took - to get this next chapter out. I have been utterly swamped with school the past two semesters, thanks to an overzealous decision to take on five classes. Why, I have no idea. But, it paid off because I have officially gotten my AA and can now focus on getting my Bachelor's in English. Which does mean I'll have more school coming up, but it also means that I'll be able to take fewer classes at once. (: Which means that I will be able to write more. I have a few story ideas in the works, but I don't plan on working on a single one of them until I complete this story. Which should be soonish. Soonish is a word, right? Sorry, rambling. Anyway, this story is written, and now I just need to post the chapters. (:
"Oh."
Bess's voice shook when she spoke. "Nancy? You okay? You weren't supposed to find out like this."
"Bess—" Nancy began, only to be interrupted.
"George and I wanted to tell you the next time you came home. Only you didn't."
"Bess, it's—"
"So then we were going to call you, but we didn't want to interfere with your cases."
"Really, I don't—"
"So then we decided to ask the Hardy's for advice but Frank got all weird and—"
"I don't care!" Nancy interjected loudly, knowing it was the only way to get through.
"You don't?"