roughing it. We'll have to do the same for Uncle Linden: buy him what he needs as we go along. You're not thinking realistically. You're still not serious enough about this," Heyden said, shaking his
head.
"Yes. I am," I insisted, "All right, I'll manage. I
promise."
He thought a moment. "Go home from school
now," he said suddenly.
"What?"
"Go on. Go complain about a stomachache or
something and get picked up or delivered home. I can
see you'll need a little more time to prepare, a lot more
than I will."
"But..."
I was going to say I had to attend my next class.
We were having an exam, but the ridiculousness of
that struck me like a rock in my forehead, If I was
really leaving, nothing I did here mattered anymore. "What?" he asked, looking frantic.
"Nothing. Okay. I'm going to the nurse's
office."
"Wait," he said as I started away.
"What, Heyden? I'm doing everything you
want," I said. exasperated.
He smiled. "You don't know what time I'm coming by for you. We haven't decided on exactly where to meet outside your property. Some spy you'd
make."
"Oh. Well, what time?"
He looked at his watch, "I'm cutting out of here
at lunchtime. I'll pick you up at one-thirty. We need
time to get Uncle Linden and get him to his bank." "Okay," I said.
A part of me couldn't help wishing we would be
discovered and stopped, and yet, there was a bigger
part of me full of excitement and hope.