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caused the Shepard family. It was also a possibility that she could have encountered a transient passing through the area, maybe a serial killer. The possibilities are endless.”
    “They never found her body?” Tyler asked, becoming more engaged in the story.
    “No. That’s what makes the story so strange,” answered Presley. Suddenly the rain began to come down, starting with just a few drops, then quickly turning into a full-fledged thunderstorm.
    “My hair is getting wet. Let’s go!” Samantha screamed as she shielded her hair with her hands. The barn didn’t have much of a roof anymore. The rain came pouring in, causing most of the candles to burn out.
    “This is just great!” Tyler yelled in disgust as he picked up the wine and glasses. They all stumbled through the dark back to Ryan’s truck.
    “Where’s Tyler?” Presley asked once she was inside the truck. Then she realized that Tyler was speaking to Ryan out in the rain. Tyler ran around the front of the truck and jumped in beside Presley.
    “Man, I got drenched,” he said.
    “What were you saying to Ryan?” Presley asked.
    “I’ll tell you later. Let’s go back to your house,” he smiled as he stretched his arm around the small of her back.
    “Okay,” Presley said, confused by the strong guarded feeling that had suddenly come over her.
    Ryan pulled into Presley’s driveway.
    “Hey guys, I think Samantha and I are gonna road trip for a while. We’ll be back later,” Ryan winked.
    “Alright, bye,” Tyler said while he tried to shield Presley from the rain as they ran from the truck into her house.
    “Tyler, did you ask Ryan to leave?” she asked, trying to figure out Tyler’s secretive motives.
    “Yeah, I thought it would be nice to be alone tonight,” he admitted.
    “Okay,” she said slowly. She was glad he wanted to be alone with her, but yet an unsettling feeling came over her.
    “Sure you don’t want a glass of wine?” he pressed.
    “I’m sure,” she sternly replied.
    “Pres, I need to dry my shirt,” he said, as he quickly stripped it off, rolled it up, and handed it her.
    “Yeah. Sure. No problem. It shouldn’t take long to dry.” Presley took the shirt to the laundry room. After putting it in the dryer, she turned around to find Tyler standing in the doorway.
    “Oh! You scared me!” Presley screamed.
    “Presley, come back in the living room,” he said in a sultry tone.
    As they entered the living room, Presley noticed three lit candles on the coffee table. They sat on the couch and Tyler pulled Presley close and kissed her. She instantly thought about what Mary Carlson said to her after school. She didn’t want to seem like a crazy, jealous girlfriend, but she was curious as to where she stood in their relationship. She pulled away from Tyler. Her longing for him succumbed to the feelings of distrust for him.
    “Tyler, I talked to Mary Carlson today after school,” she finally blurted.
    Tyler looked shocked. He tilted his head to the side and looked down.
    “Why were you talking to Mary? You aren’t friends. I didn’t think you two even liked each other."
    “Oh, no, we don’t like each other. Or should I say she doesn’t really like me, for some unknown reason. Anyway, she did most of the talking. She just told me that you were with her last night. But that can’t be true because you told me you were home studying all night. Right?” she asked, unsure if she really wanted to know the truth.
    Tyler instantly became defensive and then angry. That was his method of operation. He was genius at deflecting his faults and a master at turning the situation completely around and making Presley think she was going crazy.
    “Here we go again. I’m getting so sick of all these accusations!” he yelled.
    “I know I ask you a lot of questions, but why would Mary say -”
    “A lot of questions, Presley? You’re obsessive! You are constantly smothering me. You think that if I’m not with you every day, or