Chapter 27In the morning, Brin was already at the platform waiting for the train when I left the house. Hoping she wasn’t mad at me, I eased an arm around her shoulder and gave her a half-hug. “Hey, you,” I said.
She sniffed and didn’t look at me. “There you are. What happened yesterday?”
I was prepared for this. “I left my console in class,” I told her.
“You didn’t come home on the next train, though.” Without turning, she glared at me from the corner of her eye. “I know. I waited.”
“The Overseer wanted to talk to me.”
It wasn’t exactly a lie, and if she wanted to check up on it, she could—the message he had sent my mother had said basically the same thing. I had been with the Overseer, which was why I was late getting home. He hadn’t mentioned the Collection Center, and I didn’t thi
