Friday’s Page 69 ~ Front Desk by Kelly Yang

“I’m sorry to hear that,” he said. “But you know what? Come here, let me show you something.”
I followed him out to the parking lot. The two of us stood in front of Billy Bob’s old blue station wagon.
“See that sticker on my car?” Billy Bob asked, pointing to a shiny sticker on the driver’s side window.
I squinted at the words. It said Don’t Touch! Alarm System Installed!
Billy Bob leaned over, cupped his hand, and whispered into my ear, “There’s no alarm system.”
I smiled.