That was Tuesday. The rest of the week passed too quickly, as all school holidays do. I met up with the others a few times, and my appetite remained strong. It wasn’t until the next Wednesday, more than a week after Rebecca’s party, that things changed a bit.
It was nine a.m. when my phone rang. I had just gotten up and was about to have breakfast when I heard it out in the hall. I went to answer it, and heard Shelley’s voice on the other end. “Hi, Con, it’s Shelley.”
I yawned. “Hey, Shell. What’s up?”
She giggled a little. “Well, we’re at Celeste’s house. We had a sleepover last night and..."
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