CHAPTER 28.
CLYDE'S POV The streetlights flickered like they were running out of battery. I walked beside Gabrielle, our steps slow after the long group study session. Her house was just two blocks away, but I always made sure she got home safe. She’d saved my life during that asthma attack. The least I could do was walk her back. “You sure you’re okay?” Gabrielle asked, glancing at me sideways. “You’ve been quiet since we left the library.” I forced a smile, shoving my hands deeper into my pockets. “Yeah. Just thinking about the project. And… other stuff.” The truth was, I’d been on edge for days. Summer hadn’t come home. George said she was “staying with a friend,” but his voice had that tight edge it gets when he’s lying to protect me. My sister was hiding something big. She always did. After o
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