CHAPTER 17-3

978 Words

“What am I ever gonna do with this?” he asked, eyeing the blue tie with rain drops and umbrellas on it. It was hardly going to do for job interviews. “It’s cool. You’ll figure something out,” Ciara said with a convincing smile. “You know, there’s one thing I can’t find here,” Cassie interrupted. She sounded worried. “I can’t find those purple shoes. I wanted to keep them.” “Oh yeah, they were lovely. I would have wanted them; only they would be too big… Where are they?” Kyle looked at them in sudden horror. It was like all blood drained from his face. It probably had, because they both looked at him with concerned expressions, expecting him to say something. “She was wearing them.” There was a moment’s silence. “Was she? Are you sure?” Ciara asked. He nodded. “I remember them… I r

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