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"I know"

"He’s not , Zach He’s dead"

"I know"

"They killed him!"

"You’re alive, Cammie"

"Mr Solomon is alive," I said, and Zach took ht

"You’re alive"

"My dad…"

"You’re alive"

I don’t kno long I cried I don’t knohen I slept All I know is that Zach’s ar in the center of the floor

"Go back to sleep," he said, s I realized that I’d been sleeping and I hadn’t dreamed

"Zach," I said as I lay there "Where did you go? When you were looking for me?"

I shifted in his arms, looked into his eyes

"Crazy" His voice was a whisper against my skin "I went crazy"

Chapter Thirty-two

THINGS THAT SIMPLY MUST BE DONE WHEN YOU MISS THREE DAYS OF SCHOOL, SURVIVE A TERRORIST ATTACK, VISIT THE PLACE YOU WERE TORTURED, AND SOLVE THE MYSTERY THAT HAD PRETTY MUCH DOMINATED YOUR ENTIRE LIFE

(A list by Caan)

Laundry Sure, it’s not thepart of post-op life, but it’s a part of it nonetheless

Hoe to have Elizabeth Sutton in charge of collecting class notes and assignone Really, it’s a toss-up

Paperwork Because even unauthorized missions have A LOT of people who have to be kept in the loop Eventually

Answer the well-htly nosy classure out how to(or trying not to cry) (delegated to Macey McHenry)

Do your best to get on with your life

For reasons that had nothing to do withability (or lack thereof), I totally wasn’t looking forward to Sunday night

Sure, we have a lot of traditions at the Gallagher Acadeht dinners alone with my mom in her office were usually one of my favorites I didn’t wear my uniform She didn’t talk about the school We weren’t headhter And that hy I stood in the Hall of History for a long time, almost afraid to knock

The door was open just a crack, and I could see s curled up beneath her as she fingered the gold ring on her left hand She turned it over and over, then pulled it fro for some kind of crack or flaw

My father had been dead for years, but my uilty for standing there, spying I wanted to slip away, but when I moved, the floor squeaked andthe door open "Sorry to bother you I just…"

I stepped inside

"It’s Sunday," Moed as she realized what day it hat that day ot all about--"

"That’s okay I’ve got a lot of hoo"

"No Sit Stay I can call the kitchen and order sory," I said

"Okay Then we’ll just talk" She sat up straighter and patted the seat beside her "So, kiddo, how are you?"

"Fine," I said, and I tried to mean it I really, really did "How is Mr Solomon?"

"Better," Mom said "The news…it set him back a little"

I nodded because, let’s face it, I totally knew the feeling

"What do you…I mean, what do we tell Grandma and Grandpa?"

Mom’s hand strokedwe can tell therandparents know, their son is already buried in the family plot in Nebraska To tell them any different now…"

"Of course Yeah," I said, shaking h this They should get to stay…at peace"

"I agree" Mom nodded She smiled Peace seemed like the operative word When I looked at her, I kneasn’t the only one who had been searching, running Everything was different now that my father was officially "in from the cold"