I couldn’t avoid it for another day, not that I even wanted to. The house was so quiet without Gertrude or my dad around. I assumed that Dad was still in Atlantic City and Gertrude… well, she must still be in my alternative life–this was all way too screwed up. As I sat on my bed–in my room–I wondered how I should handle all this. I had to be able to push myself to go through the motions until I could find a way to contact Kellan. It was going to be deathly scary, but I had to hold myself together so I could properly help Kellan. However, first I needed to find him. I checked my cell phone in desperate hope that Kellan had somehow managed to text me.I had several missed calls on my phone mainly from Beth. Before heading to school, I’d better stop by her house to let her know that I was okay. I also had a bunch of text messages–none from Kellan or anyone else in my Darley life–which I couldn’t bother dealing with just yet. I showered and got dressed quickly. There was no hiding my blond hair, so I blow dried it and made it look extra nice, and added some of Monica’s (which I had conveniently forgotten to hand back to her) lip gloss to complete the look.
