Revealed by Amanda Valentino

Revealed by Amanda Valentino

Author:Amanda Valentino
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins


HUGE HISTORY TEST TMRW. C U @

REHEARSAL.

Strike two.

Should I call them? Tell them what Frieda had said? Or was it the kind of news you had to deliver in person?

As I wondered what to do, the warning bell Callie’s and Nia’s texts had rung in my brain began to toll louder—I’d gotten an extension on my bio lab, and I still hadn’t written much more than a sentence for my history essay. Would my mom even let me go to rehearsal if my teachers started sending warning notes home? I gulped down my orange juice and headed upstairs. Homework may have just been another brick in the wall, but try telling my mom that.

An hour later, as I was finishing up my lab report, I heard the garage door open, then my mom calling my name as she headed upstairs. “Hal, you awake?” she called as she got to my room. She stopped at the threshold. “Hi, honey. How’s it going?”

I kept my eyes on the page, sure if she looked into them, she’d know I’d been poking around in her stuff. “Fine.”

“We brought you a muffin.” I glanced over at where she stood. She was holding a white paper bag in front of her and she looked like she always did—medium-length hair up in a sloppy ponytail, sweatshirt, red jeans with a pair of bright green Converse sneakers. She smiled at me and nodded toward the bag. “Blueberry.”

Why were you on Thornhill’s list, Mom? Is there something about our lives that you’re not telling me?

But to ask her that, I’d have to tell her how I knew she was on Thornhill’s list. And it wasn’t like my mom would be all, I understand, Hal. If you don’t want to tell me anything about why you were able to see a secret list of names on your vice principal’s computer, that’s okay. Even if this is the same vice principal who’s now in a coma and being held at Orion General—wait, what’s that you say? He’s not at Orion General anymore? He’s been moved to an undisclosed location? Well, that’s certainly none of my business, but if you want to continue investigating these crimes, more power to you. I’ll help you in any way I can.

I shook my head to clear the silent conversation I was having with myself. “Thanks, Mom.”

She stepped into my room, kissed me gently on the top of my head, and dropped the bag with the muffin in it onto my desk. “Sure, sweetheart.” Then she reached down and gave me a quick hug. “Love you.”

“Love you, too, Mom.”

As I opened the bag, I realized those were the only honest words I’d spoken to my mother in weeks.

I slept like crap, and I must have looked at least as bad as I felt because at lunch Nia asked me if I was okay. I wanted to tell her about what had happened in Baltimore, but the lunchroom was packed and way too noisy for a whispered conversation to have been audible even to someone with senses as keen as hers.



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