Chapter 21 - Step Brother Steven
I wasn't quite sure how Elsie was handling everything. On the way home she didn't cry, she just sat there with her arms crossed, staring determinedly ahead. I didn't try to talk with her, I didn't try to force any information out of her, I just followed the directions to her house.
The cops had kept us pretty late with personal, intrusive questions, and by the time we were done, I was exhausted. The whole time I had felt dizzy because of my illness, but I had tried to forget about it. The last thing Elsie needed was a friend complaining of an upset stomach.
I pulled up to her house; a small, one-story building with a bed of dead flowers out front. The grass was slightly overgrown, and one of the windows next to the door was cracked. I turned to Elsie, co
