- Mrs. Evans opened the door.
- Seeing me, she was delighted.
- “Sarah, you’re here!”
- “Yeah, Mom asked me to bring over some
- cake.”
- Just then, I heard laughter coming from
- Jake’s room. It was Mia’s voice.
- Sure enough, the door opened and Mia,
- wearing a short, skimpy dress, walked out of
- Jake’s room.
- Mrs. Evans looked embarrassed. “Sarah,
- she’s… Jake brought her…”
- I knew what she was trying to say. I shook my
- head.
- く
- “It’s okay, Mrs. Evans. I delivered the cake, I’ll
- be going now.”
- With that, I left.
- I heard Mrs. Evans’s scolding voice behind
- me.
- “Jake, aren’t you going too far? Didn’t you
- used to like Sarah? You’ll hurt her feelings
- like this.”
- “Sarah must be upset.”
- Then, Jake’s nonchalant voice.
- “Whatever.”
- The next morning, Mom, Dad, and I went to
- the new house with the movers.
- Because of the price, Dad had chosen a
- nicely renovated pre–owned house.
- It happened to be very close to Northwood
- High.
