Chapter Ten
As I stand there in front of the shop exit, my phone goes off. I pull it out of my purse and see it is Emily calling me. Turning away from the shop and walking down the pathway, I answer it.
“Hey, you okay?”
“Yes,” I hear her voice, small and sad. “Wondering where you are.”
“Oh, I had to meet Anderson at the harbor.” A sudden thought strikes me. “Listen, there’s a band playing here. Why don’t you come down here and we can hang out? Listen to some music?”
Emily makes a small noise that I can tell she is debating it. I press it further.
“It’ll get you out of the house.”
“Okay,” she relents. “I’ll be there soon.”
“Bring me a sweater?” I remember to ask at the last second.
I hang up and make my way away from the alleyway and out onto the main area. I did want to go home bu
