Chapter Thirty-Six
I sneak back into the house late on Friday evening after saying goodbye to my parents. A sliver of light shines from beneath Luke’s door, but Adam’s door is open, his room dark and cold. I stand in the doorway for a minute or so, my eyes traveling over the shadowy outlines of the tattered sci fi novels lined up on one side of the desk, the computer we’ve watched so many TV series episodes on, the shirt hanging from the cupboard, the folded music stand in the corner.
Then I close myself in my bedroom, spend some time writing a letter to Adam, leave it beside my bed, and fall asleep easily for the first time in a week.
My alarm wakes me early. I get up immediately, my heart already thudding in anticipation of Plan Steal Adam’s Heart Back. I pull my heavy winter blanket
