Page 33 of David's Love

That would be weird.

And beyond creepy.

“Everything all right?” Chloe asks, pulling me out of my head.

Startled, I lift my eyes and slide my phone back into my pocket.

“Yes. Scammers. You know my luck,” I say, a smidgen of panic still spinning in my mind.

The guys who do that at school also hack into accounts and get pictures of women and stuff.

Some do it out of revenge.

Others do it because they’re bored.

Maybe I’m going too far with this.

Waving off that stupid thought, I concentrate on the food in front of me.

“I think I want some tea,” I say, pushing the chair back before pulling away from the table.

ELIZABETH

I stareout the window as Chloe vanishes inside the cab when my phone pings.

Tonight has been crazy.

My eyes move down.

Thea?

I read my cousin’s text message.

Oh, shit.

She and Rain throw Halloween parties this year.

Soft like a Christmas sock, I slide into a chair at the kitchen table.

Oh, man.

There is no way I can go meet David in New York.

This thing with him becomes more and more impossible with every passing day.

Blankly, I stare at the text message when something catches my eye. Their party is on Thursday, October 30th.

Okay.

I pull upright and look at the calendar. And Chloe’s party is on Friday, October 31st.

Ughh.

I won’t be able to leave for a thousand reasons, and now there’s another one.

There’s no way I can be away that weekend.

I check the time. It’s late but not that late, so I call my mother.

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