if we go straight to your house, which just happens to be the running time of Attack of the Clones.
“A homework night?” I asked.
Mychal appeared from behind me and said, “We’re reading A Midsummer Night’s Dream to each other for English.”
“Seriously?” “What?” Daisy said. “It’s not my fault we’re adorable.
But first, Yoda lightsaber battling at your house after school. Cool?” “Cool.” “It’s a date,” she said.
Six hours later, we lay on the floor next to each other, bodies propped up with couch cushions,
and watched Anakin Skywalker and Padmé fall for each other in extremely slow motion.
Daisy considered Attack of the Clones to be the most underrated Star Wars film.
I thought it was kinda crap, but it was fun to watch Daisy watch it. Her mouth literally moved with each line of dialogue.
I was looking at my phone mostly, scrolling through articles about Pickett’s disappearance,
looking for anything that might connect to joggers or a jogger’s mouth.
I’d meant it when I told Noah I’d keep looking—but the clues we had just didn’t seem much like clues.
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