A Change of ReligionThey turned Kit’s room inside out before concluding the laptop had gone for good. Kit sat on the bed and worried at her thumbnail as Jerry finished searching underneath it. His brow furrowed as he exited backwards and clambered onto the mattress next to her. “We should call the cops,” he suggested. His arm slipped around Kit’s shoulders.
She sighed and shook her head. “I don’t know for sure when it went missing.”
“When did you last see it?” Jerry gave her a comforting squeeze. “What did you use it for? That might jog your memory.”
Kit squirmed and released a groan of frustration. “I can’t remember, Jerry.” She closed her eyes and stared at a blurry spot drifting across the inside of her left eyelid. The floating shape looked like a wiggly snake. “I used it for a whil
