It was 5:00 P.M., and I still hadn’t gotten a text back from Keira since school. I thought about her earlier behavior and it worried me. Was she okay?
I was sick of lying in bed, staring at my phone. I had decided that I was going to drive over there. I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t check on her.
The whole drive there, my stomach was in knots from anxiety. My anxiety grew as I pulled onto her street and didn’t see her Jeep. Where could she be?
I picked up my phone and called her. Again, no answer. Was she cheating on me? What if she was with the other girl in bed right now, rejecting my calls. What if it was Sadie?
I felt like I was having a mental overload.
I wracked my brain, thinking of places that she might be. The school? The golf course? I decided to start at the golf co
