“Does he know it’s missing?”

“He doesn’t, not yet.”

A silver sedan slowed at the curb.

Megan dipped her chin until it went by, then took her keys out of her pocket.

“I’ve got to pick Kyle up at four,” she said.

“Please don’t call me until after supper.”

She backed out before I could reply.

I sat in the van turning pages until the light went orange.