FRIGHT WATCH The STITCHERS LORIEN LAWRENCE Amulet Books New York
For my dad whom I miss a little more each day Wish he was here to read this
CHAPTER 1 If there’s one thing I know for certain it’s that Mike Warren is always late Calm down he texts I’m coming I sigh heavily as though he can hear me from his house which almost leans against my own they’re so close together From the outside the houses themselves are nearly identical except there’s a dog perched in my living room window Billy’s old eyes stare me down as if to ask Why don’t you take me with you anymore I offer him a weak smile before turning back around facing Goodie Lane You ready Mike asks startling me as he finally joins me on the sidewalk He lowers his Yankees hat over his eyes and offers me one of his smirks before flicking on the end of my ponytail Are you ever going to be on time I ask tossing my hair out of his reach It’s six thirty-five Wow Parker Five whole minutes Yes Five Whole Minutes Late What can I say I need my beauty sleep in the morning Unlike some people He raises an eyebrow in a way that makes me blush He notices and laughs Just kidding Parker Don’t be so serious I scowl at him and start to jog in place You warm Who isn’t It’s ninety degrees out here Then let’s go They’re not coming Of course they’re coming They come every morning
