"I have no idea," I admitted as I fell in step beside Beverly, following her toward the corner. I still didn't know everything Darrow had to offer, nor did I understand what was available at all times. On the Island, we did whatever we wanted whenever we wanted to do it, but Darrow had stores and activities like we had never seen on the Island. Manned by people. People who needed to sleep and have time to rest without worrying about work.

So I didn't even know what was available in Darrow at night.

"Where do you normally go when you sneak out?" I asked. It seemed like Beverly knew a lot more than I ever would and I wasn't too proud to default to her superior knowledge. Some boys would be. Peter would have been. He would have hated Beverly for no real reason at all.