#Chapter 59: Sleeping Pills & Strange Words

Celeste Sneaking out was becoming a treacherous endeavor, but the meeting with Matt was paramount. Jack had always had this uncanny knack for knowing when I had tried to bend the rules or escape from the house’s suffocating grip. This time, I needed a full-proof plan, and my meeting with Matt was encroaching. I had to figure something out, and quickly. After ransacking my thoughts for a plausible diversion, a risky idea crept into my mind. I had noticed Jack taking sleeping pills every now and then, and I was sure there were some in the medicine cabinet. As much as the idea alarmed me, I rationalized it with the thought that it was just this once and for a short while. Carefully, I tiptoed to the cabinet, praying the creaking wooden floor wouldn’t betray me. My hands trembled as I found the bottle. Two pills, I thought, should do the trick. After I'd prepared a cold drink for Jack, I dropped the pills in, watching them dissolve into the bubbling liquid. “Hey,