"Nothing," he said. "Just do me a favor. Don't tell anyone I called, alright?"
Talk about nerve."Why should I doyoua favor? You totally screwed me over. Youdorealize that, right?"
"Hey, it wasn't my fault."
I considered all the money I'd sent him, and the all of the plans he'd ruined by selling the property out from under me. "Well it certainly wasn'tmyfault."
"I know," he said. "But don't worry. I'm gonna make it right."
"How?" I demanded.
"I just will," he said. "Trust me, okay?"
I gave a snort of derision. "Like I trusted you to keep the house?"
"Alright, maybe I deserved that," he said. "But when I explain, you'll get it. I promise."
Now,thisI had to hear. "Alright, fine. Go ahead."
"Sorry, what?"
"Go ahead and explain. I'm waiting."
"Later," he said. "I've gotta go."
"But—"
I heard a click, and then dead silence.
Damn it.
When I tried to call him back, he didn't answer.
Lovely.
After a few choice words, I emerged from the bathroom more confused than ever, especially when I found myself alone.
I stopped in the bathroom doorway and looked around. Waverly and Brody were nowhere in sight. The bedroom door was now shut, and I heard no noises from the other side.
But I'd be a fool to get too comfortable. After all, it was only a matter of time before Waverly barged in and demanded the bedroom.
Looking to get it over with already, I did a final sweep, checking inside the closet and under the bed for anything of mine that might've fallen out of sight.
When I found nothing, I returned to the dresser and scooped up the pile of receipts and shoved them into the duffle bag, on top of the rest of the stuff.
I left the bedroom with my bag slung over my shoulder, only to find a new reason to be confused.Except for myself, the house was empty.
Well, that was weird.
Even weirder, there was a note taped to the fridge, written in bright purple ink. It said,"Arden – I've decided I don't want that bedroom after all. So it's all yours. You're welcome. Waverly."
More confused than ever, I glanced around. When my gaze landed on the living room, I did a double-take.
Waverly's suitcases were gone.
What didthatmean?
I wandered to the front window and peered outside. I saw no sign of Brody's truck.
