That Moment
Maybe, just maybe, his note wasn't wrong after all...I frowned at the scrap of paper that fluttered to the ground as I opened my locker. My locker was immaculate, so there was no reason for paper to fall out. That could only mean one thing. Robert Munroe had been breaking and entering again. With a barely stifled sigh, I leaned down and picked up the note from the floor. Jesus! – Practically every damn day! Why couldn’t he just accept that not every girl in Crestview High S...
