Chapter 6
January 22
On my way to the bathroom before bed, I pass under the doorway to the attic. As always, I look up at what is becoming a distraction only surpassed by Charlotte and notice the door isn’t quite flush with the ceiling. A small crack of light runs the length of the opening. My impulse is to ignore it. My history test is fast approaching, and I need to read another chapter before turning in for the night. My parents aren’t going to look past another D, and I picture a lonely summer with me stuck grounded in my room. Worse, with me out of action, I picture Charlotte dating a number of guys over the summer. I’ve seen other guys in school giving her the eye, and I cringe every time. With my mission clear, I ignore the hatchway and return to my room with the intention of devo
