Chapter 19
I HEARD GAVIN calling my name, but I knew the neighborhood better than he did. I didn't do anything obvious, like head for Rhino's. Instead, I circled around and took the back alley that led to my house and crept in through the garage.
I pulled off Gavin’s jersey and tucked it into my leg support. As long as I didn't dance around the living room, it should stay put.
I was halfway through the kitchen when I heard Dad call, “Camy, is that you?”
“Uh, yeah.”
The TV clicked off and he appeared in the doorway.
“I thought you weren’t coming home for another hour. Are you okay?”
I nodded.
“You look kind of sick.” The concern in his eyes made me feel guilty. I wasn't sick, I wanted to say. Unless being stupid was a disease. If that was true, I had a fatal case of it.
“I kind of
