Sally

I scrutinized Colby, noticing he seemed uncomfortable and stunned. He appeared too stunned to speak, his hand gripping the cross-body bag tightly.

"Is something wrong?" I signed, but instead of replying, he shifted back and shook his head.

"Well, aren't you coming? Should we go together?" I signed, pointing at the short distance we needed to cover to reach the field.

"Where were you last night?" he asked instead, his eyes cold, almost devilish, as he bit the soft flesh of his lip.

"Why? I was in my room, asleep," I signed, becoming worried when he just stared without a word. "Is everything okay?"

Still, no words. Just silence,...