Mato“So, funny story,” Rafe says. “I put my car in a snowbank.”The number on my screen isn’t one I know. It’s after eleven, and in my experience, nobody who calls me at this hour is ever about to make me laugh.Cody was in that car.“Cody’s fine,” Rafe says, before I can get the question out. “He’s laughing at me.”Behind him, a little way off from the phone, Cody’s laughing so hard he’s wheezing.I have to sit down on the arm of the couch, and it takes a second before my hand’s steady enough to keep hold of the phone.“Where are you?”“County road, about halfway between town and your gate. There’s a corner out here that’s a lot tighter than it looks.”“How did you get this number?”“Cody wouldn’t call you, so I got it off his phone.” He sounds thrilled with himself. “Figured you’d want to come and get him yourself.”That’s twice tonight he’s let me know he can see right through me, and it hasn’t gotten any more fun.Cody didn’t want to be the one to call me. He’s on a date, and the
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