Chapters (46)
- Cover
- Other Titles
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Friday
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- Saturday
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- Sunday
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- Monday
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- EPILOGUE
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
“He’s a genius,” says London. “Not that it’s anything you would appreciate.” The look in her eyes is pure disdain, and while Finn would like to believe that it’s all just passed down from Nicki, deep down she knows that she brought this on herself. All those nights that London spent at Finn’s apartment when she needed to get away from her mom and her sisters, the late-night trips to Safeway for gummi bears, the secrets whispered once the lights went out – Finn took all that away when she left without any explanation, without even so much as a goodbye. London hasn’t talked to her since, and Finn knows she deserves whatever London dishes out to her now.
London watches Adam Pelley with her arms curled around a pillow, clutching it to her chest with the same expression on her face that Finn used to get watching Backstreet Boys videos. Since when did teenaged girls start crushing on scientists instead of pop stars? Finn heard something from Shawn a few months ago about London getting in trouble for something – shoplifting? The details are fuzzy in Finn’s mind, but seeing her niece now, innocently chewing on her hair while fixated on her famous crush, it is so hard to believe. For the first time since she left, Finn feels a rush of real regret. I could have been important to someone.
“So how have things been here?” Finn asks, as though this pathetic attempt at caring could possibly make up for the past three years.
“Do you know what will happen to the ecosystem if sharks go extinct? They’re, like, apex predators, so it will screw up the entire food chain.”
WARNING: THE FRONTAL CORTEX IS STILL DEVELOPING IN THE BRAIN OF AN ADOLESCENT. ADJUST YOUR EXPECTATIONS ACCORDINGLY. If London wants to talk about sharks, they will talk about sharks. “So how do we stop it?” Finn asks.
London eyes her warily. “Well, if you really want to help, you can sign this petition? Against shark finning? It’s what I was talking about when they kill the shark and then just cut off the fin, just for some dumb soup. It’s barbaric.”
“I can do that,” says Finn. Surely, I can do that.
“Okay, I’ll get you the link,” London says, pulling out her phone.