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“I guess we should go in and ask if they’ve seen her,” she suggested.

“Sure.”

“Hey,” she said before he could get out of the truck. “Do you remember when we were on that kick of doing human things?”

Theo’s lips tipped up into an involuntary smile. “Yeah, Fee. I remember.”

“We used to meet at that theater right outside Maple Hollow. Just like this one.”

“And eat so much candy and popcorn.”

“And watch whatever was playing.”

She grinned at him in the dying light of the day, remembering how they used to be.

Eight Years Ago

“An American Werewolf in Paris? I don’t know about this, Fee.”

She patted Theo’s arm. “If you get too scared, we can leave,” she teased, popping another milk dud into her mouth.

“Yeah, okay.” He crunched loudly on his popcorn. “That’s not what I’m worried about.”

“What are you worried about then?”

“Being insulted.”

Fee giggled.

They were tucked into the back of the old movie theater. The itchy red seats tickled her bare thighs and her sneakers stuck to the floor thanks to decades of spilled sodas. Previews flickered across the screen. This was their third movie this week. The theater only played old movies but that was fine with them. They’d been on a human activities kick for the past year.

It had been her idea, of course, but Theo had been into it.

Well, mostly.

So far, he’d loved downhill skiing, which she’d found terrifying, they’d both liked tennis, and the bar crawl they’d done for St. Paddy’s Day had been a big hit. He absolutely would not get on board with antiquing, which was one of Fee’s favorite activities. And he drew the line at pedicures.

But the movies had been something they both loved.

Although by this point, Fee knew she could get Theo to do pretty much anything if copious amounts of candy were involved.

And now that it was summer, Fee appreciated the human invention of air conditioning. She had to hand it to them on that one. It was nice in here compared with the humid stickiness of the forest.

“Pass the red vines,” Theo whispered, sticking out his hand.

She passed the candy and slouched down in her seat as the movie started playing on the screen.

It didn’t take long before Theo was huffing and scoffing and commenting on each scene.

“So unrealistic,” he hissed. “We’re nothing like that.”

“Are you going to talk through the whole movie?” the young woman in front of them had turned around to glare at them. She was dressed all in black and looked like maybe she took these movies a little too seriously.

“Uh … no?” Theo winced. “Sorry.”

“God, Ruby,” another woman in front of them turned around, revealing a nearly identical face. Fee blinked in surprise. “Don’t be so rude. Sorry about my sister.”

“Rude?! He’s the one ruining the movie.” The first woman pointed at Theo accusingly.