“I call Sabrina, and go straight to voicemail. I don’t leave a message because I feel responsible. The timing can’t be a coincidence.
I call Ryder. He picks up right away. “I was about to call you,” he says.
“Sabrina—”
“She’s okay. Just needs to disconnect while everything blows over.”
“Blows over?” I’m stage-whispering so that Annaleigh won’t hear me, and the words come out as a continuous hiss.
“This is a shock for all of us, but we have to keep going.”
Keep going. How many times have I said that over the past few years? I believed it too, but not anymore.
“Who are you talking to, Seth?” Annaleigh calls from the bathroom.
I catch a glimpse of the newspaper again, and the black-and-white image of Sabrina. “I’ll be back in a minute,” I shout back.
I don’t wait for a response.
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