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that one. I could have said something snarky like “Please tell Cassie that it’s impossible to lock someone in a basement with no door lock.” The other option was to tell the truth: “Your creepy cousin ditched me in the basement, and it took me a little while to navigate the last few steps in the pitch-black.”
    It was too early to cast a judgment, but it seemed to me that Cassie had two personalities: one for Sam and a different one for me.
    I wasn’t sure that complaining about my version of Cassie was the best way to go, so I changed the subject. “What did you get at school today?”
    â€œI got an A in science.… Oh!” She laughed at her misunderstanding. “You mean what did I get during recess?” She picked up her school pack from next to the small desk. Tipping it over, Sam poured out the things I’d heard clank in class. She quickly put the items in an organized pile.
    â€œI have a big metal tube, glue, scissors,electrical tape, a piece of cardboard.…” she rattled off the list. “I got the pipe and the tape and the other stuff from Mrs. Popski, the janitor.” She waved her hand at the stuff on her desk. “Mr. McCarthy gave me the rest after school.”
    I hadn’t seen Sam after school. I was in too much of a hurry to get home and tell my mom about the book. Thinking about it, I felt a strong surge of relief that the
thing
, and whoever/whatever lived inside it, was far away from here.
    â€œI got these on the Internet.” Sam opened her drawer and pulled out two glass discs. “One concave and one convex.” She looked past me to Cassie and Riley. Cassie was scrolling through her phone, but Riley was interested. “Want to guess what we’re making?” Sam asked her.
    â€œA microscope?” she asked, coming over to get a better look at the supplies.
    â€œNah. But close.” She looked at me as if I knew.
    â€œA telescope?” I asked. It was the glass lenses that gave it away.
    â€œYes! For tomorrow’s full moon!” Sam exclaimed, handing me a copy of the schedule and catching me up. “We’re going to do all kinds of things this weekend tocelebrate astronomy. In the morning, we’ll bake moon pies, then build a telescope. Tomorrow night, we’ll check out the moon, eat the pies, and take a moonlit walk.”
    There was other normal sleepover stuff detailed in the schedule too, like taking selfies, watching online videos, and the whole “sleeping in the living room” part, but it was the moon stuff that I was excited for.
    Moon-related activities might not sound fun to everyone, but I’d been her best friend long enough to know whatever Sam wanted to do was going to be amazing. She could make waiting for leaves to change color into something fascinating.
    â€œTonight, we’ll just hang out,” Sam said. “And watch that documentary I told you about.”
    Sam loved the Nature Channel. I wasn’t that into it, but she usually chose things that kept my interest. Thanks to Sam, I knew more than the average middle schooler about beekeeping, the Arctic Circle, and sedimentary rocks.
    â€œIs it about the moon?” I asked.
    â€œYou betcha,” Sam said. Her eyes glittered with pure joy.
    â€œI can’t wait.…” It was then I realized thatRiley and Cassie hadn’t said anything about Sam’s big Saturday-o-fun. I turned to look at them. They’d moved over by the doorway, where Cassie was whispering to Riley. She nodded. Cassie whispered some more.
    â€œSo,” Cassie addressed the rest of us. “I think we can do some of that tomorrow,” she said, not committing to the entire day-evening schedule. “But Riley and I have different plans for tonight.” She crossed to one of her two suitcases and opened a pocket on the outside. “I brought her favorite movie.” Riley took it and passed it to Sam. “Do