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Chapter 29
“I agree that Emma’s theory also sounds plausible.” Before Emma could mentioned that I said ‘also’ I pointed at her with one finger. “Did you have a chance to look at Eliza’s friends on that social media site?”
“Not yet.” This had her refocused, and I hoped she would let both of our theories go. I took a deep breath as Emma began to concentrate on her laptop again.
Lucy wrapped her arm around me. “I’m sorry all of this is happening, Cass.”
Part of me wanted to bury my face in her shoulder and have a good cry, but I felt selfish crying over mere possibilities when, somewhere across town, my sister was watching them lower her good friend into the cold, dark earth. What did I have to cry about in comparison? My sister was alive, even if she was acting odd. There had to be a logical explanation for what was happening, one that didn’t involve the undead or drugs. I just hadn’t f
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On the ride home, my mom was pretty quiet. She said the funeral was as nice as could be expected and that lots of people had gone over to Drew’s parents’ house after the service, which is where Cadence was now. I studied my mom carefully, trying to see if it was possible to see any changes in her demeanor that might indicate what was going on, but she seemed herself, only a little more tired than usual.I sat pondering Lucy’s advice not to say anything to my parents. It seemed like every time I broached the topic of what was going on with Cadence, they changed the subject anyway, so I decided not to ask any of the questions burning in my head, though I’d resolved to call Grandma Janette when I got a chance. And hopefully I’d have another chance to talk to Cadence.“Do you have any homework?” my mom asked as we passed through the garage into the house.“No, I already did it,” I assured her.“Okay,
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Already out of my chair, I hung up as I ran to the stairs, taking them two at a time, careful not to accidentally toss my phone down the steps as I flew. My sister would have to wait for the garage door to open, park her car, get out, shut her door, cross to the door that led to the foyer, open it, and close it behind her. I should have been able to beat her because I was really trying.When I reached the bottom of the stairs where the door to the garage was located, I heard my sister’s voice. In the kitchen.That was not humanly possible.Slipping my phone into the pocket of my jeans, I headed into the other room. My sister was talking to my mom, and as soon as I entered the kitchen, they stopped talking, but I did hear my mom say, “Maybe he’s just having trouble coping with Drew’s death.” I didn’t know who they were talking about, but I assumed it was Jack.“Hey, Cass,” Cadence said, turning to face me. Sh
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I went to my room early that night under the pretense that I was tired and wanted to get a good night’s sleep before returning to school the next day, but I lay awake staring at the ceiling for what seemed like hours. My sister and I had carried on a meaningless conversation earlier in the day, and I went back over every detail, trying to figure out if there was anything at all that could be a clue as to what might be going on with her. There was nothing. I even attempted to take her pulse at one point, pretending just to want to hold on to her arm, but her heartbeat seemed normal. If she was on some sort of illicit drugs, wouldn’t her heart be racing?Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was almost 11:00 and groaned. The alarm would be going off way too soon. I closed my eyes and tried to think of nothing, but that was difficult when visions of vampires filled my brain, and I had so many conversations replaying.A few minutes later, I heard my sister&rsquo
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The rest of the day was similar to first period. Even in the hallways, kids I didn’t really even know came up to me and asked if I knew anything else, anything different than what they’d heard. One girl reported that Sidney, one of my sister’s friends, had passed out at the funeral. I didn’t think that was true. Someone else said that Jack had screamed at the coffin as they were lowering it into the ground and then punched a tree. I was pretty sure that my sister would’ve mentioned that, although there was a lot that was going unreported, at least to me, lately.“Why can’t anyone think of another topic to discuss?” Emma asked before taking a bite of her sandwich. She had the same thing for lunch every single day. Ham and cheese sandwich, Cheetos Puffs, apple, bottle of water, Little Debbie Zebra Cake.Lucy and I always bought our lunch, and we were both glad that it was pizza day. There was an option where you could pick
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My dad always dropped me off at school on his way to work, and my mom picked me up. It was nice that she worked at home, or whatever the proper phrasing was these days, so that I didn’t have to walk or ride the bus. I felt like it was the next best thing to having my own driver’s license, which I wouldn’t get until after all of my friends were driving, thanks to my late birthday. Still, that would be next year. For now, I was content to be sitting in my mother’s minivan so long as she didn’t play any embarrassing music too loudly.I didn’t say much of anything on the way home, only answered my mom’s usual questions like, “Did you have a nice day?” and, “What did you eat for lunch?” I did not mention Dr. Joplin, nor did I ask about Dr. Sanderson.Turns out I didn’t need to. As we approached the house, I saw a rider-less motorcycle parked out front. It seems my mother had no problem letting this stra
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“CASSIDY FINDLEY! DO NOT LET HIM CONVINCE YOU EVERYTHING IS FINE! IT IS NOT!!!”Lucy’s words brought the wall I’d built around my mind crashing down. How had I just sat there and let Dr. Elliott Sanderson convince me that everything was just hunky dory when Drew was dead, Cadence was weird, creatures were crawling in and out of her window, leaping form the second story at all times of night, and something was up with Jack? I slipped my phone into my pocket and shook my head violently to clear it. “NO!” I shouted.Dr. Sanderson was standing next to the coffee table. He turned and looked at me as if I was the one who had suddenly turned into a monster. “Beg your pardon?” he asked, his eyes wide.I grabbed my head between my hands. Before I could say anything else, my mom came rushing in from the kitchen. “Cassidy, are you all right?”“She’s fine,” Elliott assured her. “I thi
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I stepped out, too, and closed the door behind me. Luckily, I was still wearing my coat. I just realized I’d never taken it off. “Why is that funny?”“It just is. How old do you think Aaron is?” Elliott took the three steps down to the sidewalk that ran to the porch quickly, but not nearly the speed I’d seen my sister move.“I don’t know. Twenty-five?”He stopped and spun to face me. “You think he’s younger than me?” He shook his head and mumbled something under his breath, but all I understood was “pretty boy.”Elliott continued to walk toward his motorcycle. I followed, undeterred. I had felt the shift in the tides; somehow, I had won him over, and he was going to help me. I could just feel it. He flung one long leg over the bike and rested on the seat, turning back to face me. “Cass, you’ve got to let this go. When you’re older, all of it can be explai
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“So… maybe he’s just hoping you’ll call him instead of snooping around,” Lucy said just before she shoved another cheese-covered french fry into her mouth. Her full mouth should have deterred her from saying more, but it didn’t. “Maybe he’s the good cop.”“He’s not a cop.” Emma rolled her eyes. “He’s a drug dealer.”I held back a giggle. “She’s not being serious, Em. It’s just a saying. Good cop/bad cop.” Sometimes Emma couldn’t tell when people were being serious. She also wasn’t good at plays on words, puns, or idioms.“Oh,” she replied, chewing on her ham and cheese sandwich. “Well, if Elliott is the good cop, who’s the bad one?”“Aaron,” Lucy replied, sticking her finger in her mouth to remove the last bits of cheese before reaching for a napkin. “He tried to blame everything on
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