Max said as they pulled into the school parking lot. He exchanged a shy, tentative smite with Liz. Everything was still the same, but everything was different.“I thought exactly the same thing when Valenti dropped me off after our little visit to the morgue,” Liz answered.That happened to her a lot with Maria — they were always finishing each other’s sentences and making the same associations and connections. But Liz had never felt such a connection to a guy before.“Are you ready to go in?” Max asked.Liz stared at Max’s eyes, his face. How come she had never noticed how handsome he was?“Let’s wait until the bell rings, then we can blend better. We don’t need to get busted for cutting class on top of everything else.”“Liz Ortecho, outlaw,” Max teased. But he didn’t look at her, and his voice sounded flat and lifeless. He picked up the empty cracker wrapper and smoothed it out. He folded it in half, then in half again, and kept folding until it was a tiny square.The stuff about Valenti is all starting to sink in, Liz thought as she watched him.
