Chapter8

#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 into his room and started to 'clean'. Using a duster, I wiped the dressers and counters that were in his room. I peeked over my shoulder and watched as his arms flexed every time he typed something.