CAULDER
“Why isn’t Harper riding to school with us?” Remy asked, sitting in the passenger seat.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white.
“What did you do?” Remy put her feet up on the dashboard and stretched out. She sipped her coffee and then breathed in the caffeine.
“Put your feet down. It’s dangerous, and I didn’t do anything.” There was a pressure in my chest that was holding steady. It made my skin itch, and all I wanted to do was scream just to release some of the pressure.
Remy put her feet down. “Uh-huh. Sure. Are you going to apologize?”
I tried to take a deep breath, but it only added to the pressure I was feeling. “I didn’t do anything. At least not recently.”
Remy leaned forward to get a better look at me. I could fe
