MEG CABOT

MISSING YOU 1-800-WHERE-R-YOU

For all the readers who asked for it

Contents

One

My name is Jessica Mastriani.

Two

“Jess,” Rob said, looking past me into the living room,…

Three

New York isn’t like Indiana.

Four

“You need me to WHAT?”

Five

“Are you kidding me?” was what Ruth demanded, after I’d…

Six

At precisely eight o’clock the next morning, I banged on…

Seven

“Better let me in,” I said.

Eight

Rob was on the phone when I tugged open the…

Nine

I returned to my parents’ house to find a party…

Ten

“Everyone, if you could take your seats, please.”

Eleven

I don’t know what I was thinking. Maybe I just…

Twelve

“But, seriously, Jess,” Rob said. “How’d you know?”

Thirteen

I turned around to find Mom on the front porch,…

Fourteen

When I came downstairs the next morning, it was to…

Fifteen

Both Randys were busy gaping at me when the intercom…

Sixteen

When we emerged from the DA’s office several hours later—I…

Seventeen

It was all about me. Every page in the album—and…

Eighteen

It wasn’t until I’d gotten out of Chick’s truck that…

Nineteen

“Ruth?”

Twenty

He woke up before I did.

Twenty-one

It wasn’t until the ambulance had taken Randy away—in police…

Acknowledgments

About the Author

Other Books by Meg Cabot

Credits

Copyright

About the Publisher

One

My name is Jessica Mastriani.

You might have heard of me. It’s fine with me if you haven’t, though. In fact, I kind of prefer it that way.

The reason you might have heard of me is that I’m the one the press kept calling “Lightning Girl,” because I got struck by lightning a few years ago and developed this so-called psychic power to find missing people in my dreams.