Music in the Night (Logan 4)

He gave me a quick kiss and got into his car. I stood there and watched him disappear, until I heard the front door open and close behind me. Cary stood there, glaring at me. He started down the steps toward the beach and the dock.

"Just a minute, Cary," I said.

"What?"

"We have to talk," I said.

"I have nothing to say. I have to get to the boat."

"Well, I have something to say, Cary Logan, and you'd better stop and listen."

He paused and reluctantly turned toward me.

"Talk about what?"

"About the ceiling in my room," I said and walked toward him.

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Maiden Voyage

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Cary turned away and continued toward the

dock, walking very slowly. I walked beside him without speaking for a while. It was hard to think of the right words with which to begin.

"You snuck up there, didn't you, Cary? You knew Robert was coming over so you snuck back into the house and up into your attic workshop to spy on us," I said as softly and as calmly as I could.

"You're crazy," he said. "I had something to finish and just went up there. It's not my fault you didn't know I was up there. Anyway," he said, stopping and spinning around on me, "why are you so worried? You do something you're ashamed of?"

"Did I, Cary?"

He stared at me a moment, his eyes blazing. "Well? Did I?"

"How would I know?" he said, marching over

the sand faster now. I ran to catch up

with him. "How would you know? You would look

through that peephole, Cary. That's how you would

know."

"What?" He stopped again, his hands on his

hips. "Peephole?"

"You know what I'm talking about, Cary

Logan. If you want, we'll go right back to the house

and to my room and point it out to you."

He tried to stare me down again, but this time

his eyes shifted guiltily away and his face turned a