"Yes," she says, smiling again. She falls quiet, thinking about the prospect of a whole house, with her own room, and Beverly's own room, and a place like Mike's basement for her and her friends to gather.

Then she frowns.

"You call her Bev. But she said her name is Beverly. For short?" It isn't the first time she'd noticed it, but it's the first time she's had opportunity to ask about it.