17 Mackenzie
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GRANDMA RAE CALLED me after school, asking if I could drive over her extra set of car keys. She’d locked the other ones in her Volkswagen.
“Of course. I’ll drop them off on my way to work.”
“Thanks. I thought I’d taken them with me, but I can’t seem to find them anywhere. They must have fallen between the seats or something.”
“No worries. I should be there around five-thirty.”
“Okay. Thanks, honey.”
“You bet.”
I finished the leftover lasagna she’d made last night, watched the pilot of a new series on Netflix—one Sara had recommended—and then got ready for work. As I was getting dressed, I thought about Chase racing Gus and hoped he beat him. Gus definitely didn’t deserve to win. Plus, it sounded like Chase really did need the money, especially if Mattie was pr
