to her, especially via email.
I certainly don’t say anything about Marcus. I don’t want her to worry any more than she already does. Now that I have a little bit of information that could be helpful to Luke, I’ll pass it along and maybe we’ll find ourselves one step closer to knowing what’s going on with Marcus.
That night I dream about Will. I haven’t dreamt of him in quite some time so even in my dream I cry tears of joy just seeing his face. This dream starts out as by far the best one I’ve ever had. In it my mind replays our day of nothing. Every detail is the same. We watch the same movies, read the same books, and play the same game carrying dialogue between two books. And as if in slow motion, I replay the passion we shared that day as well. I feel his hand on the skin of my back and his lips on mine. I recall how we pulled closer to each other, feeling like the line between where I ended and he began was gone. My heart swells with love for this man that I’ll never get to hold again.
But just as I’m relishing in the warmth of remembering the passion Will showed me, my mind flips the page and we’re face to face with Marcus in the coffee shop. I had forgotten that our day of nothing concluded with asking Marcus to be our ally. Only this time, Marcus swings across the table and knocks Will to the ground, grabs my arm, and drags me from the shop. I force myself to wake because I don’t want to see this play out. I turn the light on and take a few deep breaths to calm myself.
It was just a dream. It was just a dream. I tell myself over and over again. As I regain my peace I am thankful for Luke and his plan of action in bringing Furtick on. I don’t know how long he’ll be with us, but I’m grateful for every second that he’s here, and I hope that the work he’s doing for us is somehow redemptive for the terrible things Mr. Meyer made him do.
Chapter 7
My phone rings and I see that it’s Dana. She’s been cleared so I answer it freely.
“Hey sugar!” she chirps.
“Hi, Dana. What’s up?” I ask.
“Some of us are getting together to study for our test next week. It’s the big one and I figured we could all use some help. You in?” she explains.
“Sure! When and where?”
“Well, I know it’s short notice, but I’m on my way to campus to meet up with everyone now. Can you come? Please?” Her sugary sweet delivery makes me want to do whatever she asks, but the sun is quickly setting and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to work it out.
“Um…let me check with my uncle and I’ll text you.” Gosh, that sounds like I have to ask him permission to do anything. I do, but Dana doesn’t need that impression. “I mean, I just don’t know what they have going on tonight.”
“Ok. Just let me know! Later!”
I walk through the house calling out for Luke and Furtick. When they don’t answer, I call out for Claire. No answer. Furtick’s car is here so I keep looking. When I reach the back of the house I see that both Luke and Furtick are on their phones on the porch. It’s still daylight, and things have been going fine with no sign of Marcus anywhere, so I text Dana that I’m on my way. I also text Luke and let him know exactly where I’m going and what I’m doing. He’ll get it when he gets off the phone and send Furtick after me I’m sure.
I grab my keys and backpack and am meeting Dana and some of the other people in my class in the library inside of 30 minutes. At this time of day there’s no one on the road, and parking on campus is choice.
I find everyone settling into a huge table made up of four tables in the library. Everyone agrees to turn their phones off or on silent so we won’t be distracted. We toss them in the middle of the table so no one can covertly check email and get to work.
After three hours of cramming, we all decide that enough is enough. If we don’t know it now, we never will, although we’re all pretty confident that we’ll do
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