“Ask him what he’s doing,” Brooke pushed.
What are you up to?
Longer pause this time. Just watching TV. Why?
The taxi hit a red light and the car went quiet. We all seemed to be thinking the same thing, and nobody wanted to say it out loud.
“We’re almost there,” Marissa said. “If it’s nothing, we’ll laugh about it tomorrow.”
“And if it’s not?” Hannah asked.
Nobody answered.
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The Missing Jackets
The taxi pulled up outside my house. The porch light was off.
“That’s weird. We always leave that on.”
“Want me to wait?” the driver asked.
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