“Twinkies?” Rita looked repulsed. “What do Twinkies have to do with searching for your sister?”
“You’ll see when you read my book. I’m going to call it Runaway Twin.”
“Good title,” said Rita. “I can’t wait to read it.”
When we got to Rita’s house, she said, “I have a welcome-home present for you.” She handed me a bagel bracelet. “I used yellow yarn,” she said. “For Sunny.”
The bracelet was covered with buttons shaped like rainbows and little suns. I slipped the bracelet on my wrist. “Thanks, Rita,” I said. “Thanks for everything.”
“We’d better get to bed,” Rita said. “I told your pal, Charley, that we’ll be there tomorrow evening.”
I walked into my room. My room. I looked around at the desk and the bed with its purple spread, and the Lava lamp. Then I noticed a new addition to my decor: a large dog bed with a cedar-filled pad sat next to my desk.
I’m home, I thought. At last, I’m really home.
Other books by
PEG KEHRET
Stolen Children
Trapped
Abduction!
Spy Cat
The Stranger Next Door
I’m Not Who You Think I Am
Searching for Candlestick Park
Earthquake Terror
Danger at the Fair
The Richest Kids in Town
Night of Fear
Horror at the Haunted House
Sisters Long Ago
Cages
Nightmare Mountain