After the whole Tristan-and-Sin fight—and having to call Rachel to beg her to borrow the car and come get me from the party—I can’t bring myself to get out of bed. So I stay in my room, studying the patterns of leaves and shadows in the canopy of trees outside my window as the afternoon light fad...
Most animals (including people) rarely look up, so I can see everyone who comes and goes without them seeing me. I recognize most of the faces—people from town, a few old-timers who used to live at the village back in its early days, and plenty of my mom’s cronies, her former party crowd. This do...