January 30th had passed and I still hadn't heard from Rachel.  Every time I tried to bring up the subject, she seemed aloof; as if she was avoiding telling me something.

Something she already knew?  Something she was afraid to tell me?

Finally, I confronted her.

"So... any news?"

Her eyebrows pulled together.  "What?"

I sighed.  "You know..." I glanced around, making sure no one was going to overhear us.  "Your dad?  Church budget?  Moving, yes or no?"


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