Her mom’s van and dad’s car were gone, so it was probably safe to assume that Emma was home alone. No wonder she was so bored. I knocked and walked in, leaving the door open behind me. Simon hesitated, but Cal had been here a mil ion times before and fol owed me inside. “Emma?” I cal ed out. “In here!” Emma yel ed from her bedroom. “I have Simon and Cal with me,” I said. “Is it okay to come in?” “Okay,” Emma said. “Can you bring a pitcher of water with you? There’s also iced green tea in the fridge if anyone wants something to drink.” “Cool, thanks,” I said. “Be right there.” “Wow,” Simon said, looking at the menagerie of animals as we passed through the living room into the kitchen. “I knew she rescued animals, but that is an impressive amount of pets.” I guess one thing Simon wasn’t likely to make fun of was Emma’s pets.
