CHAPTER 3
“You okay, Kensie girl?”
Kennedy glanced up from her half-filled suitcase as her dad stepped into her room. She couldn’t quite remember when her parents’ house in Yanji had stopped feeling like home. Nice as it was to spend this last week of her summer break with her parents, she was ready to head back to Boston.
“How’s the packing going?” her dad asked.
Kennedy grabbed a pile of books and shoved them into her carry-on.
He picked one up. “You’ve been so busy with Ian all summer, we’ve hardly talked. I don’t even know what you’ve been reading lately.”
Kennedy glanced at the title. “That one’s a collection of stories about Christian martyrs. Sandy recommended it.”
Her dad flipped through the pages and frowned. “Not quite light reading, is it?”
Kennedy didn’t respond.
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