Just Get Here

"If you need to talk with my brother so bad, why don't you just call him?" Zoe asked. "That's a good idea. I wonder why I didn't think of that." Karyn rummaged through her purse until she found her cell phone. "I've got his number right ..." "No, I've got it." "Huh? How could you have his number?" "Um," Karyn put together a small lie off the top of her head. "In case I can't call my sister." "Oh. Okay." Karyn called Jon and was relieved when someone answered. "Jon?" "Karyn! Are you okay?" "Sort of." "I thought I'd never see you again. What happened to you?" "I'm a Goth, Jon." "What?" "And I'm friends with your sister." "What are you two talking about?" asked Zoe. "Nothing," Karyn answered her. "I mean, nothing important." Karyn turned her attention back to Jon. "I need you to get over here. Just use the rock to get here." "What about Megan?" asked Jon. "What about her?" "Should I bring her along?" "Do whatever you want. Just *get* here." Karyn hung up and waited.