Chapter 13
The park. Trees, leaves. Birds, squirrels, and open air.
I ran, loving it. I hated myself for loving what my family couldn’t take part in.
I forced myself to continue past pleasure and into heel-drumming exhaustion, until I was so tired I could barely drag myself back in the direction of Luke’s car.
There, I found my clothes, keys, and cell phone behind a tree just where I’d left them. They weren’t the way I’d left them, however. Instead, they’d been unfolded and subtly pawed through. Perhaps by a raccoon searching for a granola bar?
No, not by a raccoon. There was something missing. Not my cash or credit cards. Not the car keys. Instead, my half-wolf-paw necklace was gone. The one I’d worn since childhood, the one that matched another half-wolf-paw dangling around my siste
