Page 11 of The Right Sign


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What is he saying?

My eyes snag on his lips and it momentarily stuns my brain. How can a man’s lips be that full and pretty on a face that masculine?

Get a grip, Yaya.

Now isnotthe time to drool over this stranger. This… victim of Henry’s heartbreak.

I blink, concentrating as hard as I can. Lipreading requires so much mental and physical strain and leaves me with terrible headaches, but I’m willing to endure a thousand migraines to make out what he’s saying.

Come on, speak naturally please.

His mouth forms too many words. I don’t recognize any of them.

It’s too dark out here, dammit.

I hold up a hand and shake my head, trying to communicate—first in sign and then gesturing to my hearing aids.

I’m deaf.

He stops and watches me curiously again.

That bought me some time.

Heart pounding, I take out my phone and send Deej an emergency text. I need my sister here. I then open my notes app to write out an apology when I see him whip out his phone too. He dials a number and keeps pointing in the direction of the highway where Henry is just driving out.

My protective instincts surge.

No matter what, I can’t let him go after Henry.

Desperate, I glance around for a solution and notice Henry’s bat is still lying on the ground.

It’s a terrible idea.

Truly atrocious.

My fingers tingle.

But to fix this mess, I’m going to have to do something bad.

CHAPTER2

the cliche

DARE

I don’t believe in love cliches.

When you know you know.

I saw her and time stopped.

No.

Just… no.

There’s no such thing as love at first sight.

How the hell can youlovesomeone before you’ve even met properly?

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