Jeremy said, lifting a flashlight from the seat between us and placing it in his lap. He unrolled his window and the freezing winter air filled the car. “Trust me.” Caitlin leaned forward from the back seat, which she was sharing with Paul. “What are you up to, Jeremy? Why did you drag us all down here?” It was a good question. It was nearly midnight, and Paul and Caitlin and I had been at home a few minutes beforehand, getting ready for bed, when Jeremy had charged in the front door, reeking of coffee and cigarettes, and demanded we all come with him for a “quick outing.” He said he had something “phenomenal” to show us, and it couldn’t possibly wait. We balked at first, of course, but eventually gave in, knowing full well it was no use arguing with him when he was in one of his manic moods. If we had refused to go he would have kept at us all night, so after a vain show of resistance we dressed and followed him out to the car, badgering him with questions, which he declined to answer.
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