#Chapter8

Remy's Point of View

"I want you to wear this tonight, you'll need it for where we're going." I was handed a small brown paper bag with unknown contents inside. It felt light as if there was nothing in there.

"Sure, can you send me the address and time then?" I made plans with Monty and for the rest of my workday, I couldn't stop thinking about what he had planned. Monty spent his time working on his computer upstairs as I cleaned the entire house and made sure it was spotless. Laundry was probably the most boring task that I had to do all day. Quietly, I snuck...