SyntheticChapter 22
Sawyer's parents returned. The two boys had tried to hash out a a good explanation for her presence, but there wasn't one. She'd have to stay hidden. Renee rolled onto her back. Even with the clothing pile, the floor of Zack's closet was too hard. The tiny nook was so cramped, she'd barely manage to doze off before her muscles would protest and awaken her. And she didn't know when Zack would come back. Exhaustion tugged her bones. She'd been in this blasted room for the entire...