LIE

Chapter 40

I panted heavily after I reached the school, the trailers. I leaned over the railing and caught my breath.

A few minutes later I saw Indra's car pull up to the curb.

The passenger door flew open and Evie ran out.

She stopped in front of me and went ballistic. "What's wrong?! Are you okay?"

I nodded.

"What's wrong? You don't normally text us." She said.

I nodded again.

Indra came over after he closed the passenger door.

I can't believe they actually came. I stood up straight.

"Did something else happen?" Indra asked.

I nodded.

"What?" They asked.

I was worried I'd be taken back to Seattle. What do I do?

Mrs. Carte said it herself, it's not looking good. It's a possibility.

"Luc." Indra called.

I looked up.

"Oh right. I spaced off." I thought.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out Mrs. Carte's business card. I always kept one on me if I ever needed to call her.

I handed it to Evie. She took it and looked at it.

"A social worker?" She asked.

I nodded.

"What about her?" She then asked.

I pointed to a small house on the bottom of the card.

"The house?" Indra asked.

I didn't do anything.

"This person came to your house?" Evie asked.

I nodded.

"Does she want to take you back to Seattle?" Evie asked.

I had nothing to show "maybe/possibly."

"Luc!" Evie stepped closer to me.

I put my fingers close together.

Evie looked at them.

"A little- A little?" She questioned. I nodded. Indra looked down.

I clutched my arms then pointed to Indra's car. The two looked back, then at me.

"Oh, would you like me to take you home?"

I nodded.

Oh I had a plan. I'm staying right here.

I'm suddenly wondering why it didn't occur to me to use my phone.

When we got there, I dragged the two into the house.

Jeanette, Brian, and Mrs. Carte were in the dining room sitting at the table.

Brian looked troubled while Jeanette looked upset.

The three of us sat at the table, I sat at the head of the table.

"Luc, I don't think you want to be here." Jeanette said.

I eyed her to let her know I was staying right where I was.

"I'll just continue where we left off," Mrs. Carte started. "As Luc's social worker, and secondary caretaker I don't like the idea of Luc staying here. In a neglectful household."