She acted so normal that I felt guilty for distrusting her. But when school let out, for the first time ever she was not waiting out front in her black car. I searched the parking lot and checked the side streets. No sign of her. In growing dismay, I turned back toward the building. The other students were scattering into the parking lot in little groups. A few stragglers were still getting on the buses. Should I ask someone for a ride? What if Mom came later and found me gone? A horn blared on the street behind me, and a familiar voice shouted my name. I turned. Nosed into the curb was Patty’s red car. I hurried over. “Where’s Mom?” I asked, opening the passenger door. “She’s at the hospital. Walter’s been in a car accident. She called and asked me to pick you up. Sorry I’m late.” “That’s okay.” I swung myself inside, dropping my knapsack on the floor with a thump.
What do You think about Tessa (From Fear To Faith)?
