CHAPTER 56
Mace
It’s like I don’t even know who she is anymore.
Rubes, is that you? I want to knock on her forehead and see if some alien opens a trapdoor into her brain.
“I still don’t get it,” I tell her.
She huffs, all impatient. “What’s not to get? I have a place to stay for the night, so I’m going there. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“You’re leaving me here?” Somewhere in the back of my brain I’m sure there’s a simple explanation for why she’s acting like this, but I swear I have no idea what it is.
“Yes. I’m leaving you here. Have you been listening to what I’ve said?”
Well, it’s fine that Miss Smarty Pants has a place lined up to sleep, but that still doesn’t tell me where I’m supposed to go. “What about me?”
Any minute, I expect her to laugh and grin and tell me, “I’m just
