The next morning, I went through the motions.
I watched her walk away down the driveway. Then, I ran for the car. I parked a short distance from the bus stop and watched her get on the bus. Nothing concerning so far.
So, I followed the bus. When it hissed to a stop in front of the high school, a sea of teenagers poured out. Emily was among them.
But as the crowd flowed toward the heavy double doors of the building, she peeled off.
I watched her walk away down the driveway.
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