4
Juniper
When Juniper returned the van to the diner, she expected Mickey to be waiting for her. Instead, Chloe climbed into Juniper’s old Honda, slamming the door. The car had been their parents’, and while the new car smell had been gone for a decade, it got them from point A to point B.
“What happened to your hand?” Chloe flung herself down onto the front seat and shoved her school bag to the floor. Her hot pink headphones hung around her neck, ready to slip on and ignore her big sister.
“I got caught on a nail,” Juniper said. Scarlet soaked through the tissues she placed over her hand. “I’ll clean it when we get home.” Hopefully, the wound wouldn’t get infected.
“Tetanus shot.”
“What?”
“That’s what you need, if it was a nail. Don’t want to get lockjaw.” Chloe pulled her headphon
