Chapter 492OLLIEIt was easier than I thought.Everyone was gone. The house was dark. I could hear the howls far away in the woods, the whole pack singing to the moon. Nobody was watching me. Nobody had watched me properly in two years. Tonight they weren't watching at all.Except Shawn.He sat with me on the back steps for a long time after everyone left. He didn't talk much. He just sat there with his hood up, sparking little blue lights off his fingers to make me laugh, and when I yawned he said, "Bed, buddy," and walked me up.At half past eleven, I heard him come to my door. I lay very still under the blanket with my shoes on and my backpack under the covers next to me, and I breathed slow and heavy, the way Lake does when he's asleep. Shawn stood in the doorway for a long time. Then he whispered, "Night, Ollie," and went back downstairs.I felt bad. I really did. I'd sort of promised him. Not a pinky promise. But sort of.But Shawn said I needed a where.Now I had one.The rive
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