skin didnât.
Reaching into the hole Iâd made, I groped for the dead bolt, so pleased with myself that I didnât hear the car pulling up to the curb. I
did,
however, hear Beeâs and Ryanâs frantic whispers behind me, and I turned to them, about to tell them both to hush already, when the blue and red lights flashed on.
Eff. Me.
Chapter 5
T HIRT Y MINUTES LATER, I was standing on Davidâs front lawn, staring at my aunt Jewel, who had still not finished lecturing me.
âNineteen forty-three,â she said, arms folded across her chest. When Iâd called, sheâd been asleep, so she was wearing a pale green housecoat over peach silk pajamas. âThat is the last time the police had to be called on a member of this family.â
âAunt Jewelââ I started, but she just lifted a hand to cut me off.
âNow, Harper Jane, I am not upset that the police had to be called on you. The women in this family have always followed the rules too well for my taste.â
From behind me, I could hear Ryan sigh. He had wanted to call his dad, or maybe mine, what with him being a lawyer and all, but I had reminded him that A) my dad did tax law, and B) no one was as good at getting out of sticky situations as Aunt Jewel.
Also, I knew she wouldnât call my mom.
â
But,
â Aunt Jewel continued, âwhat I can in
no way support
is your nearly getting arrested for trying to break into yourex-boyfriendâs house.â She gave a little sniff, pushing her glasses back up her nose. âShow some pride, Harper, honestly.â
That stung, and I made an outraged noise, hands on my hips. âOkay, first of all, my trying to break into Davidâs house has nothing to do with him being my ex-boyfriend.â
Aunt Jewel raised her silver eyebrows, taking in Bee and Ryan standing behind me. âIs it Oracle stuff, then?â
Now it was Beeâs and Ryanâs turn to make outraged noises, and I turned to them, pushing my hair away from my face. âOkay, so maybe I had some conversations with Aunt Jewel last year, butââI pointed a finger at themââit was after I caught the two of you making out, so really, when you think about it, thatâs your fault, too. I was . . . emotionally compromised.â
âGreat,â Ryan muttered, and Aunt Jewel reached out to smack his upper arm.
âDo not take that tone! Yes, Harper told me yâallâs little secret, but Iâve kept it, havenât I?â
Neither of them could argue with that, and Aunt Jewel turned back to me, those eyebrows still up. âWhat were you looking for, then?â
Iâd been really honest with Aunt Jewel, but I wasnât sure I wanted to be
that
honest right now. After all, sheâd worry if she knew about the attack tonight, and there was no need for that.
âI thought David might have left some books behind that I could use,â I told her, and Aunt Jewel smacked
my
upper arm this time.
âHogwash,â she pronounced. âI know you, girl, and there is no way youâd risk arrest just to find some books.â
Rubbing the spot on my arm, I glared at her. Okay, I
tried
to, but Aunt Jewel is a formidable lady. So it was more a quick hard stare before I went back to cowering a little bit.
âShe
was
looking for books, Aunt Jewel,â Bee insisted, coming to stand beside me. Like Ryan, sheâd known The Aunts her whole life, too, and had basically been adopted by them. âWe promise.â
Aunt Jewel harrumphed at that, but looked at the three of us, standing there on Davidâs lawn, probably looking as exhausted as we felt. It wasnât that late, but, man, had it been a night.
âAll three of you are going home now,â she said, and when I went to protest, she just shook her head. âNo. Whatever it is, it can wait until tomorrow. Youâre lucky I was able to convince that police officer that
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