““I CAN’T GO TO SCHOOL. I’M SICK.” For a moment I thought Samantha was talking to me. She was looking right at me, and since I had just come through the door, there was no way she could be speaking to someone behind me. “What?” I said. She did not respond and I heard then a second voice. Impossibly, it was behind me. I spun and saw that the kitchen, the one I had just been in, was gone, as was the house. As well as the peach that had been in my hand. Instead we were in a driveway. A Ford SUV was... warming up, tailpipe purring smoke and steam, a man in the driver’s seat, a chubby man with pleasant features, a receding hairline, a blue-striped dress shirt and loose tie. He had a travel mug of coffee in his hand. “Oh, come on, Sammie, you’ve skipped the last two days. This is going to start affecting your grades.” Self-conscious, I moved to get out from between the two of them, though of course I was invisible to them. “Dad, I really don’t feel . . . It’s my time of month.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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