Chapter Thirty Eight - Weird-Ass Powers
On our way to New Orleans, we stopped about four hours in for a pit stop. While the boys were getting snacks and filling up on gas, I pulled out my phone and dialled Lucas’ number. “Hello?” “Hey, it’s Ally… how was the trip?” “It wasn’t too bad, we slept most of the way. Got home and crashed. I just woke up a few hours ago and Jack is still passed out.” “Well that’s good. How are things there?” I chew on my lip as I wait for him to speak. “Things are… uh… Okay things are weird. Your mom was awake when we got home, and she pounded us with questions about Miami. Explained how we found Peter, and then her eyes glossed over for about ten minutes and then she said she was going to take a sho
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