Ten-year-old Tally Sullivan scurried to the attic window. A white minivan crept along the road below. Sarah’s family had a van like that. God, I promise I’ll keep my room clean if that van stops and Sarah gets out of it.
the minivan kept going.
“Nobody’s coming. You can stop looking every time you hear a car.” Alex sneaked up behind her and thumped her on the back of the head.
“Ow.” She punched
