Chapter Thirty-One
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I didn’t really run that far. I went out of my neighborhood, and walked four blocks to the gas station. I went in, got a large fountain Diet Coke, and went up to the cashier.
“Hello, miss, did you find everything you needed today?” the small man said with a Mediterranean accent.
“Mhm,” I agreed absentmindedly. I let my eyes wander around, and I located a box of Swedish Fish. I ran up to the rack to snatch one, and smiled on my way back to pay. My favorite.
I set the box down on the counter, and furrowed my brows when I saw that my cup had not moved, nor had the man said anything about my total. Slowly raising my eyes up to meet his, I saw the picture right on the counter. It was a picture of me, and right under it were the words: Missing.
Meeting his eyes, I narrowed mine. “Can I help you?” I asked.
“They have found you?” he asked with glee. Clapping his hands, he smiled at me. “They have found you?”
“Um, sure,” I replied, unsure of why he was so excited. I peered down at my candy and soda, and pushed them towards him pointedly. He didn’t seem to notice.
“ Yes, yes! This means I get a reward!”
I put up my hand. “What?”
“Yes, Ms. Hailee. I told them on your whereabouts. I am surprised this hasn’t been on the news. Maybe they are coming to interview me-“
“Whoa,” interjected, pushing my hand closer to his face. I put my other hand on my hip, and prepared myself for this new wave of information. “My whereabouts?”
“Yes, yes! I saw you wandering around some time ago,” he told me.
Narrowing my eyes, I put both of my hands on the counter, leaning closer to him. “Where.”
He grimaced, obviously intimidated by my demeanor. “Well, walking around-“
“It’s freezing cold,” I snapped. “Do you really think I’d be walking around in this weather?”
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The Day
Mystery / ThrillerIt's Hailee Windor's 18th birthday. Part of a shooting, she dies on the evening of one of the biggest days of her life thus far. What she doesn't know when she wishes for one more chance to tell her best friend, Brent, that she loves him, is that sh...
