4
While she was on the phone with the cops, Ashley leaned over to me. Her voice was so low I could barely catch the words. “Is that really all that happened?” Her eyes pointedly glanced down at my chest where my scars lay.
“Well, other than me getting wrapped up in a tree. I tried waiting out the storm and kind of got myself caught,” I half-lied to her.
She looked into my face and her eyes held my own. “Then how come your coat wasn’t torn?”
I opened my mouth to reply but my lips only flapped around like a fish on land. I didn’t have a good answer to that one, so I made up a bad lie. “I, uh, I pulled open my coat because I was getting really humid. It was pretty rainy out there. I got caught up in the branches of the tree while I was looking down zipping down my coat.” I finis
