Reset Day by Carly Anne West

Reset Day by Carly Anne West

Author:Carly Anne West [Anne West, Carly]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2021-05-02T00:00:00+00:00


“Let me guess,” Delia says. “The park was bird-themed.”

I scan the contents of the page. “Apples,” I say. “Golden Apples.”

Mom lifts her head, suddenly interested. “The clerk at the gnome place told me about those. Candy people. I guess they all know each other.”

“They’re candy?” I ask.

“Were candy,” says Mom, and she’s right.

I read from the text: “Owned by the Tavish family, they were a local favorite. Unfortunately, the business filed for bankruptcy shortly after the park disaster.”

“ ‘Disaster’ is a funny way to say a girl died,” says Delia.

I read on, and as it turns out, the disaster didn’t end with this girl’s death. Her name was Lucy Yi.

“It burned,” I say.

“What do you mean ‘it burned’?” says Mom, taking a break from her headache.

I read: “Local consensus seems to indicate that the Golden Apple Amusement Park succumbed to an as-yet-unsolved …”

I snap the book shut. “Arson.”

“Whoa,” says Delia. “I guess when Raven Brooks gets mad, they get mad.”

Immediately, the image of the angry townspeople filtering into the forest flashes across my mind.

And immediately after that, I remember the billboard.

“It’s the girl from the billboard!” I say, showing the image of Lucy Yi to Mom and Delia.

I recall the words above the pictures of those five people: No More Missing. No More Lost.

Lucy was one of the lost.

I close the book again, trying my best to return to the texts and their hidden message.

“This is going to take an eternity to put together,” I whine.

The odds of us cracking the code are about as good as me admitting I still have my phone, which I’m not supposed to have.

“Oh!” Mom says, and I jump because for a second, I think maybe she read my mind.

“I don’t have it!” I blurt.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Mom squints at me for a minute. I’ll never crack, though.

It’s Delia who interrupts the standoff. “What’s with the spy cam?”

She’s unburying what looks to be a bundle of wires from the mountain of papers.

Mom turns her suspicions on her other daughter, and I make a mental note to thank Delia later for taking the heat off me.

“I found it in the kitchen cabinet—Delia, exactly how did you know what that was?” Mom asks.

If Delia is fazed, she doesn’t show it. “Everyone knows what a spy cam is, Mom,” she replies, which is not true, because I had no idea it was a spy cam.

Still, I’m going to take Delia’s side. There was that time Mom put the TV remote in our refrigerator back at home.

I clear my throat. “No offense, Mom, but you’re not exactly up on your, er, electronics.”

She trains her eyes on me and says pointedly, “I know enough to know when one of three phones is missing from my drawer.”

Yikes. Busted.

“Does that mean I can have mine?” Delia says, not waiting for an answer. She runs to Mom’s room to retrieve the green one.

“I’m sorry. I just, I couldn’t sleep last night, and—” I say.

Mom holds up her hand. “Save it. We’ll discuss it later.”

She’s still too focused on Delia to deal with me.



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