Final Assignment: A Promise Falls Novella
who had always reminded me of a sparrow, had been watching for me and had the door open before I reached it.
    ‘Cal, thanks for coming.’
    ‘Have you heard from him since you called me?’ I asked.
    She shook her head furiously. ‘I keep trying his cell but he’s not answering.’ She turned her head and called into the house. ‘Elliot! Cal’s here.’
    Elliot appeared from the kitchen as I entered the house. He offered a hand and I took it. ‘Thanks for coming,’ he said. He was a small man, maybe five-two, and he hadn’t had any hair since he was in his early twenties. I’d often wondered if he’d married Suzanne because she was the only girl he could find who was smaller than him.
    ‘Have you called the police?’ I asked.
    ‘No,’ he said. ‘I’m not so sure we need to bring them in.’
    ‘He stopped me,’ Suzanne said, almost accusingly. ‘I’ve been wanting to call them since three in the morning.’
    ‘He’s a teenage boy,’ Elliot said. ‘Teenage boys do stupid things. Maybe he’s with a girl, or had too much to drink and he’s sleeping it off somewhere.’
    ‘Let’s hope so,’ I said, ‘but still, it sounds like it’s been a while.’ I glanced at my watch. It was one in the afternoon. ‘You know for a fact he didn’t go to school today?’
    ‘We had a call,’ she said. ‘We thought maybe he had spent the night someplace and gone to school from there, but they called, said he hadn’t shown up. I’m sick to death.’
    Elliot tried to comfort her by putting a hand on her arm, but she shook it off.
    ‘When did you last see him?’ I asked.
    ‘We all had dinner together,’ Suzanne said. ‘Then he said he had some homework to do, and later he went out.’
    ‘When?’
    Elliot said, ‘I guess dinner was around seven, but he didn’t leave until around ten.’
    ‘Isn’t that kind of late to be heading out?’ I asked. ‘On a school night, anyway.’
    ‘That’s what I told him,’ Suzanne said. ‘But he said he wasn’t going out for long.’
    ‘Did he say where he was going?’
    They both shook their heads. ‘Just out,’ Suzanne said. ‘That’s about the most you ever get out of him these days.’
    ‘Could he have been going to see Chandler?’ I asked.
    ‘I asked him that,’ Suzanne said. ‘He said Chandler was grounded while his parents sorted out what to do about that story he wrote. That’s why you went over there, right? Why Greta wanted to hire you? She said you were going to find something on the school staff that she could use.’
    ‘Greta’s crazy,’ Elliot said. ‘I mean, we’re friends and all with her and Malcolm, but she can be a complete lunatic sometimes. And Chandler can do no wrong in her book. She’s always made excuses for him.’
    I didn’t disagree with any of that, but I steered us back to Mike. ‘So if he wasn’t going to see Chandler, then who was he going to see?’
    They shook their heads again.
    ‘Does Mike drive?’
    ‘He’s got his license, but he didn’t take the car,’ Elliot said. ‘I think someone might have come by and given him a ride. Just after he went out the door, I thought I heard a car door slam. By the time I looked outside, there was no one there.’
    ‘When did you start phoning him?’
    ‘After midnight,’ Suzanne said. ‘I called him around twelve thirty and left a message, and then again at one, and every hour or so after that. I didn’t sleep a wink.’ She gave her husband a disapproving look, which he caught.
    ‘I guess I went back to sleep after she called the first time.’
    ‘I woke him up at three and said we should call the police, but he didn’t want to do that.’
    ‘You didn’t call Chandler?’
    Suzanne looked regretful. ‘I didn’t have a number for Chandler’s cell phone. If I’d had that, I would have called or texted him. I didn’t want to call the house and wake his parents. I just kept hoping Mike would come home. I called Greta this morning to see if she’d seen him. She

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