Chapter 2-The Date?

Thu, 01 Jun 2023 02:34:39 +0000

I pull into my driveway, my mind still bewildered from my run in with Huxley at his party. How could a stolen urn turn into such a strange set of events? I glance up at my house, all suburban and new and sigh. This will be something to tell my mom. I open my car door and wander up the winding path to the front door. Before I reach it though it swings open and there my mom stands, looking me up and down. She sees my arms empty of the urn and her face falls.