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1 " I looked at my watch. 2:30. I really should go back to sleep soon or I’d be a basket case at school tomorrow, I thought, but I was avoiding nightmares of my own. I had them pretty often, more often than Courtenay did. I knew they weren’t real, I knew they wouldn’t hurt me, but they still scared me to death. "
― Ann M. Martin , Missing Since Monday
2 " Okay, so Courtie had some dirt on the knees of her pants and a piece of grass in her hair and a little red around her mouth. She was four. What did Leigh expect? Four-year-olds get dirty. I’d be more worried if she were pristine every day. To me, dirt is a sign of fun. It’s normal. "
3 " Mike and I have lived with Dad every since my mom took off when she was 7. They got divorced a year later. I love my mom and I know she loves Mike and me. Of course, I haven’t seen her in ages, but that’s just because she’s such a creative person and creative people need space. At least, some of them do. "
4 " I really love Courtie and I love Leigh too, I guess. After all, she’d been my stepmother for five years then ever since I was 11, and she’d seen my older brother, Mike and me through some hard times. But Leigh and I had always clashed, especially over Courtenay. See, Leigh didn’t quite trust me. We got off on the right foot and never seemed to get on the right one, at least not for long. "
5 " Mike and I ran through everything we thought Courtenay should know about being on her own in the big, bad world: who to trust, who not to trust, what to do if somebody wanted to give her candy, touch her, take her for a ride. And that was one of the big problems between Leigh and me. Leigh was incensed that I had started the Lost Game. She thought it would scare Courtenay and all Leigh wanted to do was protect her. "