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Authors: John Stone
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saying a thing. If they wanted to hide it from her, it was too late. Emily didn’t bother to comment on the book, but she wasn’t sure either if she could tell Keisha about the anonymous letter. Emily cursed herself for being so suspicious of everyone lately. Every day, it was becoming increasingly hard for Emily to trust anyone, but she didn’t need anyone’s betrayal at the moment. These girls were her friends, and even a few days back she used to talk with them freely. Emily just hoped her distrustful behavior didn’t show in her expressions.
Denise was the first to break the silence. “Hey, is there any news from Grace? Did she call you?”
The rest of the girls looked at her and hoped for an answer.
“I tried calling her up, but she left her phone behind,” Emily said.
Nobody said anything in response, but right at that moment Emily’s phone buzzed. The display showed a new message and it read, I found something - it’s important , and the message was from Grace. Emily stared at the screen, and then glanced back at her friends. Her mouth hung open as she glanced back at the screen again. The trio of friends was still waiting for an answer, looking at her expectantly.
She looked at her friends and lied, “It’s my mother and I need to call her,” but she didn’t move.
“Is it something serious?” Keisha questioned. “You look worried.”
“No, I...” Emily paused then said, “I need to go, please excuse me.”
She was just about to leave when Keisha stopped her.
“You never said what you came for,” Keisha said.
Emily looked at Denise and Mia. Their facial expressions voiced the same question without saying a word. She didn’t know what to reveal and thought it best to keep some things hidden from the girls.
“I just came to spend the evening with you guys,” Emily said, painting a fake smile on her face. “It’s not that important.”
They didn’t say anything, but merely nodded and excused her. Emily rushed inside her room, bolted the doors shut and tried calling the number from which she received the message. The line didn’t get connected. Exasperated, she threw her phone down. The situation was quickly unraveling at her feet. On one hand, there was this anonymous letter and now this message from Grace. Emily was puzzled, and too confused to think rationally.
Was it a good idea to call Jamie , she questioned herself.
The answer wasn’t readily apparent, but Emily dialed her number anyway. It rang twice before Jamie answered her phone. In the time it took for her to pick up the phone, Emily decided not to tell her about the message from Grace. Instead, she informed her about the anonymous letter and its contents.
“Can you show it to me?” Jamie asked.
Jamie didn’t live in the dorms. She stayed off campus in an apartment. Therefore, showing her the letter would have to wait for another day.
“I’ll meet you tomorrow in the library,” Emily proposed.
“Yes, along with the sender of the letter,” Jamie joked.
Emily wasn’t in a humorous mood. Although Emily was curious enough to find out what was going on, she wasn’t sure if she actually wanted to meet the sender of the letter. Sitting down alone, she thought about numerous people who could have sent her the letter. Then, she imagined a lot of things she wanted to do and say when she met that person face to face. It was enough to put her in a drowsy haze. In just a few minutes, she was fast asleep.
The next day was rather bright and sunny. Emily quickly forgot the sleeplessness of the previous night and headed towards her class with Professor Kimberly. There was a surge of anxiety within her as she anticipated the person she was about to meet at the library. Emily sat down quietly at her desk. Scott came over to ask her why she missed the class on the previous day. Emily made a petty excuse, and soon everything was forgotten. Yet, that wasn’t the end of it. Scott informed her that there was a new assignment
Denise was the first to break the silence. “Hey, is there any news from Grace? Did she call you?”
The rest of the girls looked at her and hoped for an answer.
“I tried calling her up, but she left her phone behind,” Emily said.
Nobody said anything in response, but right at that moment Emily’s phone buzzed. The display showed a new message and it read, I found something - it’s important , and the message was from Grace. Emily stared at the screen, and then glanced back at her friends. Her mouth hung open as she glanced back at the screen again. The trio of friends was still waiting for an answer, looking at her expectantly.
She looked at her friends and lied, “It’s my mother and I need to call her,” but she didn’t move.
“Is it something serious?” Keisha questioned. “You look worried.”
“No, I...” Emily paused then said, “I need to go, please excuse me.”
She was just about to leave when Keisha stopped her.
“You never said what you came for,” Keisha said.
Emily looked at Denise and Mia. Their facial expressions voiced the same question without saying a word. She didn’t know what to reveal and thought it best to keep some things hidden from the girls.
“I just came to spend the evening with you guys,” Emily said, painting a fake smile on her face. “It’s not that important.”
They didn’t say anything, but merely nodded and excused her. Emily rushed inside her room, bolted the doors shut and tried calling the number from which she received the message. The line didn’t get connected. Exasperated, she threw her phone down. The situation was quickly unraveling at her feet. On one hand, there was this anonymous letter and now this message from Grace. Emily was puzzled, and too confused to think rationally.
Was it a good idea to call Jamie , she questioned herself.
The answer wasn’t readily apparent, but Emily dialed her number anyway. It rang twice before Jamie answered her phone. In the time it took for her to pick up the phone, Emily decided not to tell her about the message from Grace. Instead, she informed her about the anonymous letter and its contents.
“Can you show it to me?” Jamie asked.
Jamie didn’t live in the dorms. She stayed off campus in an apartment. Therefore, showing her the letter would have to wait for another day.
“I’ll meet you tomorrow in the library,” Emily proposed.
“Yes, along with the sender of the letter,” Jamie joked.
Emily wasn’t in a humorous mood. Although Emily was curious enough to find out what was going on, she wasn’t sure if she actually wanted to meet the sender of the letter. Sitting down alone, she thought about numerous people who could have sent her the letter. Then, she imagined a lot of things she wanted to do and say when she met that person face to face. It was enough to put her in a drowsy haze. In just a few minutes, she was fast asleep.
The next day was rather bright and sunny. Emily quickly forgot the sleeplessness of the previous night and headed towards her class with Professor Kimberly. There was a surge of anxiety within her as she anticipated the person she was about to meet at the library. Emily sat down quietly at her desk. Scott came over to ask her why she missed the class on the previous day. Emily made a petty excuse, and soon everything was forgotten. Yet, that wasn’t the end of it. Scott informed her that there was a new assignment
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