According to my notes, Kendra texted me at eight that night.

She’d said she was running a high fever and going to bed early.

She’d bought a luxury evening gown five hours before she sent that message about being sick.

Who had bought the three-hundred-fifty-dollar silk dress on that receipt?

I folded the receipt in half and tucked it inside the front cover of my notebook.

I closed up the cardboard box and left the dining hall without eating.

The base phone booth was built of thick plywood and lined with gray acoustic foam.