26
Elise wrapped herself in a blanket she retrieved from the back of her Jeep. Swallow Point was packed with teenagers ranging in ages from sixteen to twenty-two, Mike’s age. Cars and trucks were parked around the perimeter of the fields, their lights on.
Rachel and Tommy were also wrapped in a blanket together. “I’m sure Mike will be here soon, Elise. He’s not one for breaking promises. He does what he says.”
She sighed, watching the sparkling creek water, listening to it move. Behind them, their friends were having a party. Being tucked away, out of everyone’s sight suited Elise. “I hope he hurries up. He hasn’t answered my messages. If he’s not here soon, I’m going home. It’s nearly midnight.”
With a chuckle, Rachel tried to allay her concerns. “You don’t have to worry about a curfe
