Chapter 19

“Hey, Cass.” Jack’s voice croaked a bit, as if he’d had a cold and was just getting over it. I wondered if maybe he’d been sleeping too much.

“Hey,” I said in return. He had always hugged me before, but this time he stood with his hands in his pockets, just looking at me. “I’m sorry to bother you. I just wanted to see you, make sure you’re okay, and give you this.” I extended the hastily put-together card. I had decided printing something off of the Internet was probably better than me trying to draw something, so it wasn’t horrible, but it was a little odd. They don’t exactly make cards that say, “Sorry your friend died. Are weird things happening at your house, too? Has my sister transformed into some sort of beast?”

“Thank you,” he said, taking it. His fingertips grazed mine, and I almost jumped back. I wasn’t expecting his hand to be so cold. If his whole bod