CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Mom would probably have a heart attack if she knew that I was sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night to go meet some strange man in Golden City Park. Dad would probably call me an i***t and James would probably shake his head and tell me that he had sneaked out of the house loads of time to go meet girls when he was younger and he never got caught. Of course, joke’s on James, because tonight, I didn’t tell anyone what I was doing or where I was going.
I didn’t sneak out of the house very much, mostly because I never really had anywhere I wanted to go. As you might have been able to guess, that was James’ shtick. He used to sneak out of the house all the time when he was my age and, much to my surprise, he had taught me a few of the tricks he used to do it w
