style="font-size:15px;"> Sam tried to comprehend what she was saying. Invite him inside the house? The one that was for sale? Why would she invite him in?
“I just bought it,” she said, as if responding to his thoughts. “I didn’t have a chance to take down the For Sale sign yet,” she added.
Sam was shocked. “You bought that house? “
She shrugged. “I had to live somewhere. I’m going to Oakville High. Have to finish my senior year.”
Wow. So, that explained it.
So, she was at Oakville. And a senior. Maybe he’d go back to school, too. Hell, yeah. If she was there, why not?
“Yeah, sure, whatever,” he said, as casually as he could. “Why not? Love to check it out.”
They turned and walked together, back towards the house. As they did, Sam walked passed his crumpled pack of cigarettes, reached down and picked them up. With Caitlin gone, who cared?
“So, then, are you, like, new here?” Sam asked.
He knew it was a stupid question. She’d already told him that she was. But he didn’t know what else to say. He was never good at conversation.
She just smiled. “Something like that.”
“Why here?” he added. “I mean, no offense, but this town sucks.”
“Long story,” she said mysteriously.
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