CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
The Thanksgiving chatter going on downstairs was barely audible to my werewolf hearing now. My mind was stuck on my boyfriend who I actually missed. I had skipped school since the week started and now it was Thursday. Peggy hadn’t been home since she left and I missed her terribly. Leon had been dropping by everyday to see me after school, constantly making me go out for ice cream with him. He was really my best friend even when I was being distant with everybody else. Mrs. Carter on the other hand had woken up but was too traumatized by the accident to speak. The ringing of the doorbell is what pulled me out of my reverie, making me realize I had been standing in front of my mirror for perhaps the last one full hour. I felt weightless, like there was nothing that could
