THE NEXT DAY WAS A nightmare.
Lana awoke, once more, to Emily scurrying around the bedroom. Couldn’t have been much after five. The sun was up, but just barely.
“Come on, get dressed,” Emily said, tossing mismatched clothes at Lana’s face.
With a sleepy groan, Lana said, “Five more hours.”
“We gotta go. We gotta find him.”
This was getting ridiculous. “Em, no. You heard your mother. We’re going into town today. There’s that fair thing.” A yawn took over and Lana flipped onto her front.
Something rubbery struck her back. The sole of a shoe, probably.
“Get up!” Emily growled. “We’re going to the woods.”
Lana flipped around, tangling her legs in the covers like a mermaid. “No,” she said firmly. “You don’t get to throw things at me. You don’t get to boss me around. I’m you
