- 5.
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.
