Chapter 16: The Night Before

I opened the door with the chain on.

Jenna stood on the landing in a gray hoodie and leggings, with no makeup on.

Without the makeup she looked even more like me.

"Hi," she said. "Can I come in? Josh doesn't know I'm here."

I looked past her down the stairs.

She was alone.

I took the chain off.

She stepped inside and stopped, and looked around the room.

The bed. The sink. The hot plate. The bag I'd packed, by the door.

"Wow," she said. "Okay. It's like a dorm."

She didn't sit down.

I signed, "What do you want?"

She watched my hands and answered out loud, the way she always did now.

"Your notebooks. The green ones. From when you started the app."

I didn't move.

They were in the bottom of my suitcase under the bed.

Six green notebooks. Every screen I had ever drawn for Speakeasy, every list of words, every arrow, from September 2024 on.

"The Boston lawyers want to see how it started," Jenna said. "Sketches. Notes. Whatever there is."

"Josh says whoever has the notebooks is whoever started it."

I signed, "Then they stay with me."

"Amy. Come on."

She sat down on the edge of the bed after all.

"You don't even need them. You've got your fancy job."

I signed, "You know whose they are."

She looked at the floor.

Then she lifted her hands.

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