Hi there, happy Friday! Here are a few paragraphs from page 28 of my next Kennedy Stern book, since today is August 28 (where does time go??).
Kennedy shook her head. “Someone was coming.”
Ruben took out his cell phone and let its glow fall on the tracks and walkway around them. “I don’t see anybody.”
“I was being chased. He was right …” Kennedy stopped. Just her imagination. If she could have turned into a corrosive acid, burned a hole into the cement, and disappeared from sight, she would have.
“I’m sorry.” She sniffed, afraid to get some of the snot from her runny nose on Reuben’s coat.
“Another episode?” Reuben offered quietly.
She turned her face away. God was merciful to have turned off the lights. Now she wouldn’t have to look him in the eye. Not yet, anyway. She would have been willing to stay there in the darkness forever, but once she started breathing a little calmer he said, “We’re only a few hundred yards from the Boylston station. You think you’re ready to walk?”
“I’m sorry,” Kennedy repeated. This was supposed to be a fun night. Why couldn’t life be more like the chem lab? If you didn’t get it right the first time, you could just dump everything down the drain and start over fresh. “I’m such an idiot.”
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