Chapter 18

            Alec had gone to bed early, but he was just staring at the ceiling. Lucky was lying on the floor next to the open doorway. His cell phone rang. The phone said it was almost ten o’clock, and it was his parents.

            “Hello,” he answered.

            “Hi, honey. How are you?” she asked in a voice a little higher than her normal one.

            Uh oh.

            That was the voice his mother used when she was about to tell him something he wasn’t going to like. “I was okay,” he replied as he swung his legs out of bed and placed his feet on the floor.

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