Chapter 7Aunt Bernie, Dad’s sister, had this saying she liked to use. When she wanted to drop someone a hint, she said, “Let me just go put a bug in her ear about that.” When he’d been a little kid, Wyatt had thought she carried around a jar of bugs in her handbag or something, and released them when she wanted them to whisper things in people’s ears. It had taken him a long time—and several sneaky searches through Aunt Bernie’s handbag—to figure out it was just a saying.
And now Izzy, Wyatt thought, had put a bug in Justin’s ear. It had to have been him. Wyatt wasn’t sure how since he’d escaped after dinner because Izzy’s presence was making him act weirder than usual: he was either too quiet, then made up for it by babbling in a rush, or he was too still, then made up for it by flailing
