Jason’s ego has been kicked around plenty for one day, and the last thing he needs is an audience, but he’s in pretty bad shape. The EMTs decide his bites should be seen by a doctor, but they don’t put Jason on a gurney or anything like that. He just climbs down from the picnic table where we’ve been waiting together. “Hey, um, Cadie,” he says, tightening the pink floral blanket around him as he looks at the ground and then up at me. His eyes are rimmed red, and the spot on his lip has turned dark where the bleeding has stopped. “I’m sorry about your dress.” “I don’t even know what you’re talking about,” I say, and a smile breaks through the dirt on his face as he steps up into the back of the ambulance. “See ya, Sparkles.” The doors close behind him, and a minute later they drive off, leaving the rest of us wondering what exactly happened. Speculating on how Jason ended up tied to a tree and who might have done it. Except no one saw it happen, and now that he is gone, Chris Gannon and Sammy, both of thick neck and small brain, start snickering behind their hands like a pair of kindergarteners.
What do You think about The Devil You Know (2015)?
