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Becky remained quiet during their conversation about Michael. Whatever issue they had there, it was none of her concern. She moved a pebble around on the ground with her shoe, trying to think of their next move.

"I think the heat has died down," Becky observed. She heard no sirens heading in their direction. She needed to ditch the disguise. She pulled off the hoodie and the track pants. Putting them on over her school uniform was one of her more better ideas. Since the clothes didn't belong to her, she bundled up. Maybe she could give them to someone in need. They were made for a boy taller and larger in size than herself. "Do either of you have a backpack I could keep these in for a while?"