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"Sure, how?"
Cassie laughed. "You know that chicken shack just outside town?"
"Yeah?"
"Well,that'swhere he dropped her off. She made a big stink about it too."
"How do you know?" I asked.
Cassie grinned. "Because I got it straight from Dorothy the Librarian, whose niece works at the chicken shack. Anyway, I'm really sorry about how I acted. I was awful, wasn't I?"
"Nah, you weren't that bad," I said.
She smiled. "Liar."
As I watched, her smile faded into a look of confusion.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
Cassie was facing the front window. I wasn't.
She said, "He's here."
"Who?"
"Joel."
