Chapter 10
EVERYBODY’S ASLEEP except Fawn and this one guy—her boyfriend, maybe? Feels that way. He’s pretty cool, kind of a greaser? His black leather jacket catches the moonlight as they hang out on the swings, rocking gently, side by side. Twisting in circles. Playful teasing. Chatting.
Maybe not her boyfriend. Not yet. But he wants to be, that’s for sure. And Fawn wants that too, even if she isn’t prepared to admit it. She’s just hanging out with him. Feels safe with him, though no one else is around.
They’re friends. He would never do anything to hurt her.
So they’re rocking on these swings, chatting under the starlight, when he rocks his swing to the side, bumping hers with his. Just gently. Just playing. He says something that makes her laugh, and she bumps him bac
