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I sniffled. “I take it Michael filled you in?”

She nodded. “On everything. Especially once you didn’t show up at school yesterday.”

?

?I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I just—”

She squeezed my hand. “No need to apologize, crazytown. I’m not upset. I’m just glad you guys are okay.”

“Even Clint?”

Michael nodded. “Even Clint.”

Allison had the bright idea of picking up fast food and sneaking it into the hospital for Clint. Which shocked me, because that was something she’d do for me. Was it possible they were finally considering Clint part of our group? A friend, even? I hoped so, in the pit of my soul. Allison stuffed the food into her purse after we were done eating, and even managed to prop up a soda in one of her pockets so it wouldn't tip over.

And after sneaking through the hospital corridors, we finally found Clint’s room.

“Holy sh—”

I held up my hand, stopping Michael’s sentence in its tracks. Clint was fast asleep, and no one was in his room. This couldn't have been planned any bette