I start my car and power up my phone. Instantly it chirps with four new text messages. The first two are from Brenna, as I expected.
Brenna: Please call me back.
Brenna: Really? Now you’re not answering your phone? Real mature, Leni.
Rolling my eyes, I delete both messages and pull up the next one. It’s from an unknown number.
555-9923: Thank you.
Two words. And I know exactly who they’re from. I grin, and that grin doubles in size when I see his next text.
555-9923: I saved you a cookie. But then I ate it.