Chapter 18 The Diner

Beck showed up at my door an hour after my mom drove me home.

I opened it. He was leaning against the frame, hands in his pockets. "You okay?"

"No."

"Me neither."

He didn't come in. Just stood there. "Let's go somewhere."

"It's almost dark."

"I know."

He drove us to a diner on the edge of tow...

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