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didn’t remember what
happened, but Frank screamed about a monster in the woods every time they tried
to wean him off the meds.” She snorted. “I can’t believe you didn’t hear about
this. It was all over the local news. My mom was freaking out, thinking there
were drugs all over the school or something.”
    “I was new here, remember ? No one was
talking to me yet.” Eva put her water on the counter, remembering Greyson
telling her she wouldn’t have to worry about the boys bothering her anymore.
Had he done something to them? How? She shook her head, looking at her friend. “I
was weird and overweight and starting a new school halfway through senior year.”
She smoothed her hands down her jeans. “I’m still weird and overweight.” She
laughed shortly. “But at least I have a good friend now, who doesn’t seem to
mind talking to me.” She bumped shoulders with Lucy who smiled.
    “You are weird, but you’re not overweight. You’re curvy.”
    Eva shook her head. “You’re nice for saying so.”
    Lucy hugged her unexpectedly, and then smacked her on the back of
the head.
    “ Ow ! Will you stop doing that?” Eva
rubbed her skull. “I am not your punch toy.”
    “Only if you promise to stop
obsessing over your weight. You look fine.” Lucy tossed her empty water bottle into the new
recycling container. “I wish I had boobs like yours.”
    “Whatever,” Eva huffed.
    “And also, you need to tell me what you were doing in the woods.
Did you really go in there?” Lucy began unwrapping plates and putting them away
in the cupboards above the sink.
    Eva watched her for a moment, then tossed
her half-eaten pizza slice in the trash. “Yeah. I
liked it in there. It was quiet. Sort of.” She
laughed, remembering. Should she mention Greyson? What could it hurt? “There
was this guy I kept running into who lived in the forest somewhere. He was so cranky.
Grouchiest man I ever met.” She gave Lucy a hard look. “And don’t get any
ideas. He’s not a Sentry.” She
started unwrapping the box that held her drinking glasses. Might as well get some unpacking done while she still had the
energy.
    Lucy stopped unpacking to stare at her, plate in her hand. “You
have got to be shitting me.”
    “What?” Eva tossed tissue paper in the trash.
    “You met a Sentry and you never told me?” Lucy’s voice slipped
into shrill territory.
    Eva winced as her ears protested. “I met a grumpy man, not a
Sentry.”
    “Oh my God, you are so clueless!” Lucy shoved the plate on top of
the pile in the cupboard. China rattled. “The guy, what was his name?”
    Eva sighed, hoping none of her dinnerware cracked. “Greyson.”
    “Holy shit! You met Greyson Dark?” Lucy seized
her hands and squeezed.
    “He never told me his last name,” Eva said, extricating her
bruised fingers. “And he’s not a Sentry. Why would a Sentry spend time talking
to a high school girl? That’s ridiculous.”
    “Who knows? Who cares?” Lucy wrung her hands together. “What did
he look like?”
    “You’re really hung up on this, aren’t you?” Eva unwrapped another glass. “He had dark hair. Brown eyes. He had a tendency to show up and disappear when
I least expected it.” She set the glass on a shelf.
    “Eva, do you not realize you had a summer fling with one of the
most powerful men in the world?” Lucy sounded like she was on the verge of
hyperventilating.
    “Geez, calm down. He was just some guy, not a fling.”
Eva’s fingers itched to touch her necklace, but she didn’t want to give her
friend any more ammunition about Greyson, who was not a freaking Sentry.
She’d told Lucy years ago that an old boyfriend had given her the ring and she
kept it because she liked the way it looked. You are such a liar, she
mused. You kept it because it reminds you
of him.
    “Did he or did he not kiss you? You told me once that you’d gotten
your first kiss in the woods, the summer after your senior year of high school,”
Lucy said