Nate’s POV
“I’m sorry,” I say, staring at Harley Harris in utter disbelief. “You want to what?”
“To move in with you,” she repeats cheerfully, gesturing to her one, small suitcase—the only kind they sell in town. “If that’s okay, of course.”
Is this some kind of trick? Has Rachel really succeeded? Does this even have anything to do with Rachel?
“Rach!” I shout behind me. “Can you come in here for a minute?”
Within ten seconds, Rachel, Dash, and Stella have all emerged from their rooms and come to the door—and all look equally surprised to find Harley standing there.
“Hi,” Harley says in that same, chipper tone, smiling warmly at all four of us. “I was just asking Nate if I could move in with you guys for a while. You know—until we find Payton.”
I glance at Rachel first—utterly du
