ACIR HILLS
A thought lingered in the back of my mind.
While I did try to push it away—the thought remained and it was prickling my skin with such intensity. I tried shaking my head, or even averting my attention, but it never went away.
It clung to my skin… making my heart beat rapidly in my chest… making me fidget in my place… making me anxious despite the fact that they were already gone.
The question popped back in my head. Where was Wesley? Why wasn’t he with them? For the longest time that I knew him, Wesley isn’t one to shy away from a party, especially if Ryan is the one hosting it. They are best friends—even more like brothers from different mothers—and wherever Ryan is, Wesley is there and vice versa.
Maybe he was late? Maybe he was meeting them at a different spot? Maybe he
