from Chase
 
 who could
 
 I get it from?
 
 I thought.
 
 And thought.
 
 And finally,
 
 one person
 
 came to mind.
 
 I got on my bike,
 
 pedaled over to
 
 Trent’s, hoping
 
 Robyn was home
 
 and in the mood
 
 to share some
 
 information. Vital
 
 information
 
 to a person
 
 desperate for
 
 a new connection.
 
 Timing Is Everything
 
 Mine was impeccable that day.
 
 Robyn answered the door,
 
 quite noticeably strung.
 
 Oh, hi. Trent’s not home.
 
 He went into town with Mom.
 
 “Cool. I wanted to see you.
 
 Can I come in?”
 
 I eased through the door.
 
 I don’t know… um…
 
 the house is a mess…