~Louise~
The three of us scanned the yard, using the half-moon’s brilliant light to guide the way. We searched the line to the toilets, and I checked the stall I had used, but it was nowhere to be found. Gentle live music filled the air, the sound vibrating in my chest, echoing the panic rising in my throat.
“Think, Louise, think!” Jo’s voice cut through the remnants of the music, sharp and pragmatic as always. “Where did you last have it?”
“We’ve checked everywhere I’ve been!” I exclaimed, my insides twisting. “I don’t know where else it could be!”
Raine rubbed my shoulder. “Don’t worry, we’ll find it!”
The nausea was returning, bubbling up through my stomach, mixing with the dreaded warmth of fear. “What am I going to do? If I can’t keep this hidden—”
“—I’ll go get your mum,” Raine
