Chapter 12 Part 2

Maxwell

As soon as the sun set, I left Grace’s house. I wanted to be as far away from there as Charlie did. But with a few days passed, I have to go back. A bad mood accompanies me as I make final preparations for my unwanted trip. As if I own the house, I enter through the front door without knocking. The quietness that lingers within the halls is upsetting.

Where is she, I say to myself as I search the first floor with no luck. However, the open patio door in the kitchen gives away her location.

I instantly spot Grace’s pale body that seems to glow slightly in the darkening sky in a swimsuit with sunglasses on, lying on a lawn chair. “Do you think I can get a tan from the moon?” she asks as I stand alongside her.

“The moon’s not even out yet.” Is that why she’s in a bikini? She’s trying to get a tan?

“I know the moon’s not out yet, you idiot, that wasn’t the question. What do you want that’s so important it can’t wait for another day?” Annoyance distorts her voice.

“I need to ask yo