Twenty-Four

I slammed the phone down and the sound woke up Ace.

“Huh, what?” he mumbled.

“I just had a lovely conversation…with Amber.”

That had him sitting upright in bed and wide awake.

“When did she call, what did she say?”

I glared at him. “Did you know that she went to high school with us?”

He was quiet and hung his head, silently answering my question. How long had he known? Why didn’t he tell me? I wanted to ask him, but I was afraid of the answer. Things were getting complicated, and I wasn’t sure what to believe.

Did things really play out the way he said they did? Or is there more to the story? Everyone always said there are two sides to every story, but even I could admit that sometimes one side was more than enough.

“What else are you hiding from me?” I asked.

“Nothing, I didn’t think it mattered that you knew, she wasn’t someone you would’ve remembered. Amber was a grade below us, she never crossed paths with you.”

“How the hell would you know?”

He looked ashamed. “Because I made sur