Chapter 50
SIRI “Okay… where are we going?” Keisha just smirked, eyes fixed on the road as she took another sharp turn. We’d been driving for at least fifteen minutes now, the school long gone behind us. The paved streets had turned to a narrow, winding road surrounded by towering trees. Sunlight filtered through the canopy in fractured beams, dust dancing in the air like tiny spirits. And then it hit me. The view. The trees. The curve of the road. “We’re going to your house?” I asked. But something felt… different. The road looped again. And again. Sharper than I remembered. Longer. Without GPS, I was sure I’d already be completely lost. With the amount of turns we were taking, I wasn’t even convinced GPS would know where we were. Keisha shook her head slightly. “No,” she said. “I want you to meet
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