of the cafe and smiled to herself. Both she and Tyler

had already discussed Duncan bringing me home, I

was sure.

Just after nine, I saw him pull up on his scooter

and park it outside the cafe, but he didn't come right

in. He sat on it and folded his arms, looking off in the

opposite direction as if he had no special reason to be

here and couldn't care less if I came out or not. "You can go now, Alice," Aunt Zipporah told me. "There's not much left to do. We'll be along in a

couple of hours," she added.

"Okay."

"Please be careful," she said and then laughed.

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sp; "Like I ever paid attention to that when my parents

said it."

"I will," I told her with firmness.

"Unfortunately, know what it means not to be." . She nodded, "I guess you do."

I took off my apron and headed out. I knew he

was watching for me out of the corner of his eye no

matter how coolly indifferent he tried to look, because

the moment I emerged, he turned.

"Released early for good behavior?"

"Something like that," I said. "You sure this

thing is safe?"

It was a well-dented black scooter with some

rust.

"It has a top speed of thirty-five miles an hour

downhill. Don't worry," he said and sat. He waited. I

looked back through the cafe window and saw my

aunt watching with worry scribbled all over her face.

Then I got behind Duncan on the scooter.

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