A man came up to me. He wore a brown T-shirt and ripped jeans.

  “Have you heard who went missing?” he said, looking at me and Clare.

  “No.” I said.

  “You must be new around here, kid. The Kowalski family went missing a couple years back, no one knows why.”

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  I looked around. My last name was Kowalski. But we weren’t missing for two years, only a few days.

  “They wouldn’t happen to be…. Stephan and Clare Kowalski?” I said. Clare started to groan.

  “Yeah, you know ‘em?”

  Clare was moving a bit.

  “Um… actually, I’m Stephan, she’s Clare.”

  “Next stop, Mayors Income!” the conductor yelled.

  “Ah!” Clare shouted, sitting up abruptly.