“Okay, but why can't I search it?”
“I never said you couldn't,” Amber said, “but you could have done that without dragging me away from my boyfriend, so, I figured you needed my advice. So that's it: 'Go to the library.”
“And look for what, Amber?”
“I don't know.”
“Then why am I even talking to you?”
“Because I'm the only one who won't call you crazy, BFF. Just go to the library. It's as good of a place to start as any, Tam. I was talking to some senior girls the other day and I'm not the first to find a book there that wasn't listed in the card catalog.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Just that
other people have had similar experiences to me,” Amber said, “and that makes me think, that maybe, just maybe, our school library is some sort of special place.”
Tamara laughed, “I doubt that BFF. It's more likely there's a gas leak or something at school making a lot of people hallucinate.”
“Did you hallucinate the hand prints, Tam?”
“No, but….”
“No buts, Tam. Get going, Josh will be back to pick me up soon,” Amber laughed.
“Do you think he'll drop me off at the library?”
“Sure, why not,” Amber sighed.
Tamara's phone vibrated in her back pocket and she sprang from the bed.
“Damn it!” she cursed under her breath and answered it.
“Hey, Mom.”
“Where are you?”
“Amber's house.”
“Mrs. Kelly said you left because you didn't feel good.”
“I didn't, but it was just girl issues.”
“Oh, do you need anything?”
“No, I'm fine now.”
“Good, because I'm getting ready to go shopping,” Mrs. Page said, “Can Amber's dad give you a ride home?”
“Amber and Josh will.”
“Good, bye,” Mrs. Page said and ended the call.
“She believed that?” Amber asked.
“Of course, she did. She doesn't really care. As long as I'm not in trouble or costing her money. You know that, Amber.”
“I guess so.”