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But, I’d also not considered the fact that I’d sleep like utter shit and dream constantly about Luca.
Groaning, I sat up in bed, blinking my eyes rapidly as I tried to figure out what in the hell had
woken me after only two solid hours of sleep.
Then I saw the flashing red and blue lights that were turning my room into a disco.
Forcing myself to get up and walk to the blinds that covered my bedroom window, I flicked them
open with two fingers and stared out the window.
After looking left and not seeing anything, I turned my head right and blinked rapidly when I saw
three police cars, an ambulance, and a fire truck.
I frowned hard.
Then, before I could think better of it, got dressed in my running clothes and headed outside.
I sat on the porch steps and quickly put on my socks and shoes, keeping my eyes on the activity
across the street.
I could see the Winslows standing on their porch steps directly across the street from me, also
watching what was going on. Mr. Winslow had his arm wrapped around his younger daughter who
went to the high school.
I only knew that she went to the high school because I’d see her and about ten other girls out in
front of their house practicing cheerleading moves in their Kilgore Bulldogs uniforms.
Then there was the Carpenters that lived next door to me.
They weren’t on their porch. They were down by their mailbox because the fire truck that was
parked directly in front of their house obstructed their view.
The Carpenters had two children. One that was about eight or nine, and one that was in high
school as well.
Now, the only reason I knew that they had a high-school-aged kid was because the boy was in
band, and he had a massive Kilgore Bulldogs Band sign in what I presumed to be his window.
I quickly tied my shoes into double knots, then studied the rest of the neighborhood.
There were quite a few people on their porches, watching the events unfold across the street.
But, from what I could hear of their conversations, none of them knew what was going on.
So, I did what first came to me and dialed a number that I was beginning to both love and hate.
I hadn’t actually called Riel before.
Nor had I texted him.
