After the Cookout. The Roommates.

The house was completely dark when Angela and Suzy got home.

"That's odd," Angela said. "Chrissy has a test tomorrow and she usually stays up late to review everything." She noted the dark windows from the exterior of their basement apartment. "I wonder where her car is. This can't be good."

Suzy got out of the car and bounced up the side walk. She opened the door and immediately smelled chocolate. "Maybe it 's not good for Chrissy, but it's certainly good for us." She said as she turned the lights on. She came from the kitchen with the note, just as Angela came through the door. "Look, she left us some treats!"

"Mmmm. Brownies. But why would she go home this late?" Angela asked after she read the note:

Gone to my mom and dads. 
Pleas eat the rest of these. 
I'll be back Monday after classes.
Thanks. Chrissy.

"It's not like she's gone to Idaho. Her parents only live in Provo, remember." Maybe she wanted someone to bounce off her ideas and quiz her and didn't want to wait for us to get home."

"O think it's worse than that." Angela said as she looked through the kitchen door to the living room. "She cleaned the house."

"Uh-oh."

The only reason Chrissy cleaned the whole house was if something was terribly wrong. That's how she thought through her troubles. Her friends started to worry, but no matter how much they tried to call, Chrissy never picked up her phone. She had left it in her car.

"It's not like Chrissy to not answer her phone. " Angela said to Suzy.

"Yeah, but maybe she turned it off, or it ran out of battery."

"You really think so? I mean, it didn't go straight to voice mail. It rang first. And she's not answering any texts." Angela said.

"Maybe she's studying." She doesn't answer when she's studying.