She came home in the middle of the afternoon. I didn't think she was acting strange. Brad joked around with her, asking her to help us move some things around in the dining room. We had just tore our kitchen out on Thursday. Really, my sister and I barely helped, as she and her cousin did most of the work. Brad and I had bought a piece of furniture in Shipshewana and we were moving it in. She gave a courtesy laugh and said "Nooo, I already helped enough the other day." I am sure we talked a bit more, meaningless chatter. It was probably about what she was doing that night and other things I can't remember. Then she went into her bedroom and those ended up being the last words I ever heard her say.
I walked right past her bedroom door. I heard her sleeping and I didn't want to bother her. I was going to say goodbye, but I didn't. Brad and I had some errands to run. Neither of us can recall now exactly what we were going to do. Maybe we were going to Costco for groceries.
On our way out we saw her best friend with her mom in the driveway. It was her friend's birthday. Cami had told me they were all going out for dinner. We didn't think anything of them being there. Our cars passed each other in the driveway. Brad stopped to chat and wish Ella a happy birthday. He or I asked her about going out to celebrate. Her response was strange when she said she had forgotten her phone cord. Then she said something else, I can't remember what, but she was answering the question about going out to eat. She got out of her mom's car and headed inside as we drove off.
We were about 2 miles from home when Peyton called, Brad handed his phone to me. Peyton told me that Camryn was unresponsive and that we needed to come home.
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