Chapter 39

    “Where did I drop my phone?” Arthur clasped his pockets tighten as the morning light sifted through the curtains upon the bed. Chris sits up, yawned, and leaned his back against the white wall.

    Arthur moved down. “My phone. Where is it?”

    “Where did you put it?” Chris coated his mouth as he yawned once more. “Go check the sitting room.”

    Warily, Arthur walked there and glanced about. Picked up pillows on the chairs, walked to the table as something resembled his phone, but was remote. He dropped it, hurried to the fridge, but found nothing. He stood still in the middle of the sitting room. “Did I even come here yesterday?”

    He darted back to Chris’s room. “C’mon, give me your car key.”

    After a minute, he opened the car, glanced around, but found nothing. He held the door shut, tapping h

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