Chapter 13
RHINO’S GARAGE DOOR was shut tight. I probably should have taken that as a warning. Instead, I went in through the mud room. It always felt rude and a little weird to walk through the house without saying anything, so I poked my head into the kitchen. “Hey, Mrs. R,” I called.
She turned toward me and smiled. “Oh, Camy, there you are! We haven’t seen you in a while.”
“School,” I said. “Busy.”
“I know. Ben told us about the homecoming court. How exciting for you! Wait. Hang on. Here,” she said, handing me a plate of warm chocolate chip cookies. “Can you take that out to Ben and his ...” She paused and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “His friend.”
I nodded.
“Oh, and be sure to tell your dad to come over this weekend. Darren will be home, and we’re having a cookout. Be
