Once we’re outside the building, they let us go. “Get out of here,” one of them says, before they all head back inside. We stand in the middle of the parking lot, each of us looking lost and bewildered. Paige covers her face with her hands and weeps. Jeremy paces back and forth with angry steps, and Ken hangs his head. Adam stares at me, but I don’t have any more answers than he does.
“Now what?” he finally asks.
Jeremy sighs. “I’ll try to talk to my dad and get him to change his mind, but I don’t think it will work.”
“That’s it?” I ask. “You got a better idea?”
I turn away, kicking at a rock on the ground, so frustrated I could scream. We have to do something. We can’t give up this easily. But what?
This is all my fault. I’m the one who let Chris go off alone, and I’m the one who sen
