telling my
mother about your suspicions about Nick. Now she’s all paranoid and I have to
practically ask permission to use the bathroom.”
“Oh. Sorry. I called your house before I called your cell
phone. I thought it was you.” Bryn paused, “I thought that you were going to
take a nap?”
“I changed my mind. I can’t stay home right now. I was
actually heading to the mall. Do you want to meet me there?” I asked.
“Sure! I know the perfect place that we can pick some things
up.”
“I was just going to do some clothes shopping. I don’t think
it’s a smart idea to do this on our own. I think we should go to the police
instead.” I sounded like my mother.
“And what are we going to tell them? That we suspect someone
of murder? They’re going to ask us if we have any proof and if we tell them
that you overheard a conversation they are going to laugh at us. I don’t want
to involve them yet. I know the truth. Are you going to help me or not?” she
asked. I could hear Bryn breathing in the background. “Please tell me this
crush on Nick is just for show? Right after you gets him to confess, you will
end things. I don’t want him to turn around and hurt you for deceiving him.”
“Yes, of course,” I said.
“That’s good. I’ve already lost one friend and I don’t want
to lose another,” Bryn said.
We talked for a few more minutes and then I hung up the phone.
I turned the key in the ignition and put the car in gear and pulled onto the
road. This was not the time to lose my senses. You can do this , I said
repeatedly to myself while driving. I slowed for a stop sign and almost lost my
nerve. I glanced around looking for somewhere to turn around. I had to be crazy
to be thinking about doing this on my own. No you’re not. You’re doing this
for Ryan. You want justice, don’t you?
My foot pressed down on the gas, I watched as the
speedometer jumped to 45, 50, and 55. The speed limit was only 55, so I eased
off the gas and felt the car start to slow, but the speedometer still said 55.
I couldn’t figure out what was happening. The mall was right up ahead, so I
carefully moved into the right lane, glancing over my shoulder making sure that
the coast was clear. Ever since the accident I’d been even more careful about
my driving.
What am I thinking getting Nick to confess on my own?
It’s because you still love me, that’s why . Shocked,
I glanced around the car, wondering where the voice came from. I knew that I
was alone in the car, but it didn’t seem that way.
It’s me, Ryan. I’m here with you. I shivered.
I pulled into the parking lot and circled a few times before
I found a decent spot. I turned off the engine and got out of the car. Pulling
out my cell phone, I dialed Bryn’s number and waited as the music played.
“Hey, where are you?” she asked. It sounded like she was
chewing something.
“I just got here, where are you?”
“Meet me in the food court. I’m sitting over by the pretzel
place,” she said, pausing.
I knew it. “I’ll be right there.” I hung up the phone, put
it back in the purse, and walked inside. I took a deep breath trying to calm my
racing thoughts. Surveying the crowd, I found Bryn sitting at a corner table
licking her fingers. In front of her, she had a rumpled napkin and a medium drink.
My stomach let out a big growl. I walked over to the counter at the pretzel
place and ordered a plain pretzel with cheese dipping sauce and a drink.
Carrying my food over to where Bryn was, I sat down.
“Hey. Do you mind if I eat this before we shop?” I asked, ripping
the pretzel in two. I nudged a piece towards her.
“Thanks, I was about to go get another one. My mom has me on
another dieting craze. She insists that we cut out all carbs, so what do you
think I’m doing here, eating carbs.” She laughed, stuffing a piece of pretzel
in her mouth.
I dipped the pretzel in cheese sauce and took a big bite. I
bit my lip, nervous. I wanted to tell Bryn
mother about your suspicions about Nick. Now she’s all paranoid and I have to
practically ask permission to use the bathroom.”
“Oh. Sorry. I called your house before I called your cell
phone. I thought it was you.” Bryn paused, “I thought that you were going to
take a nap?”
“I changed my mind. I can’t stay home right now. I was
actually heading to the mall. Do you want to meet me there?” I asked.
“Sure! I know the perfect place that we can pick some things
up.”
“I was just going to do some clothes shopping. I don’t think
it’s a smart idea to do this on our own. I think we should go to the police
instead.” I sounded like my mother.
“And what are we going to tell them? That we suspect someone
of murder? They’re going to ask us if we have any proof and if we tell them
that you overheard a conversation they are going to laugh at us. I don’t want
to involve them yet. I know the truth. Are you going to help me or not?” she
asked. I could hear Bryn breathing in the background. “Please tell me this
crush on Nick is just for show? Right after you gets him to confess, you will
end things. I don’t want him to turn around and hurt you for deceiving him.”
“Yes, of course,” I said.
“That’s good. I’ve already lost one friend and I don’t want
to lose another,” Bryn said.
We talked for a few more minutes and then I hung up the phone.
I turned the key in the ignition and put the car in gear and pulled onto the
road. This was not the time to lose my senses. You can do this , I said
repeatedly to myself while driving. I slowed for a stop sign and almost lost my
nerve. I glanced around looking for somewhere to turn around. I had to be crazy
to be thinking about doing this on my own. No you’re not. You’re doing this
for Ryan. You want justice, don’t you?
My foot pressed down on the gas, I watched as the
speedometer jumped to 45, 50, and 55. The speed limit was only 55, so I eased
off the gas and felt the car start to slow, but the speedometer still said 55.
I couldn’t figure out what was happening. The mall was right up ahead, so I
carefully moved into the right lane, glancing over my shoulder making sure that
the coast was clear. Ever since the accident I’d been even more careful about
my driving.
What am I thinking getting Nick to confess on my own?
It’s because you still love me, that’s why . Shocked,
I glanced around the car, wondering where the voice came from. I knew that I
was alone in the car, but it didn’t seem that way.
It’s me, Ryan. I’m here with you. I shivered.
I pulled into the parking lot and circled a few times before
I found a decent spot. I turned off the engine and got out of the car. Pulling
out my cell phone, I dialed Bryn’s number and waited as the music played.
“Hey, where are you?” she asked. It sounded like she was
chewing something.
“I just got here, where are you?”
“Meet me in the food court. I’m sitting over by the pretzel
place,” she said, pausing.
I knew it. “I’ll be right there.” I hung up the phone, put
it back in the purse, and walked inside. I took a deep breath trying to calm my
racing thoughts. Surveying the crowd, I found Bryn sitting at a corner table
licking her fingers. In front of her, she had a rumpled napkin and a medium drink.
My stomach let out a big growl. I walked over to the counter at the pretzel
place and ordered a plain pretzel with cheese dipping sauce and a drink.
Carrying my food over to where Bryn was, I sat down.
“Hey. Do you mind if I eat this before we shop?” I asked, ripping
the pretzel in two. I nudged a piece towards her.
“Thanks, I was about to go get another one. My mom has me on
another dieting craze. She insists that we cut out all carbs, so what do you
think I’m doing here, eating carbs.” She laughed, stuffing a piece of pretzel
in her mouth.
I dipped the pretzel in cheese sauce and took a big bite. I
bit my lip, nervous. I wanted to tell Bryn
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