“It’s good.” Vin held his fork at a dubious angle. His New York strip gleamed red and juicy, just the way he liked it, but he didn’t look all that happy about it. “Yeah.” Miranda cut into her seared duck breast with about the same enthusiasm. They’d been to a dozen restaurants in as many days. Before moving in with Suzie she’d done this routinely. “But…” “…It isn’t as good as what Suzie makes.” Vin said at the same time […]
“What do you want.” Bruce made it sound more like an accusation than a question. Tracy shrugged. “I was just curious.” Which was the truth. She’d sat in the theater after the guys all marched out and thought about it, then thought some more. They all went out with a signal from Bruce, all at the same time. They acted shifty as they left and even as they went in to see the Passion Pit concert. No matter how she […]
“Come on. It’s time.” Bruce got up as soon as the band took their first bows. He wanted to get the entire crew into the alley behind the theater before the encores started. Not counting Tracy – who they left sitting there – there were eight of them at the show today. That should be more than enough to make his uncle happy. All of them stood up and followed Bruce. Word must have gotten around what he did to […]
“This is so iconic,” Tracy grumbled. “Iconic?” Bruce looked puzzled for a minute. “Oh! You mean ironic!” “That’s what I said,” Tracy glared at him. “Like I was saying, my boyfriend is off practicing with the Masked Wonder for the sake of my own band while I’m stuck here with you. Is that ironic or what?”
“Would you cut it out? I don’t want them.” Lisa shoved Tracy’s hand out of her way so she could get into her room. She took out her cell phone, but before she could press the button to make it light up so she could read the time, Tracy got in her face again. “If you had any idea what I went through to get these…”
“Bad night?” Trent sat on the edge of Drew’s bed, old bones making the process slow. He must really be feeling his age. The little closet of a room didn’t have a chair. “Yeah.” Drew moved to make room, getting caught in the covers and having to grope for the sheet because he’d disarranged them so badly over night. “Brutal.” “So the stuff the shrink prescribed didn’t do it this time either.” “Yeah.” Giving up on the bedding, Drew dragged […]
Rey hated to douse on Tracy’s parade, but when he found her hanging by her fingers from a climbing rope in the gym, he felt he better do something about it. Not that he hadn’t found the entire day entertaining, but she looked so pale she might drop at any minute. She’d gone from naughty into dangerous.
“Ponder me this; what’s the best way to make a boy and a girl who are already in love get serious about each other?” Tracy dropped that comment at the lunch table, then looked around to see if anyone noticed. “Ponder me?” Kate gave Tracy a weird look. She heaved a sigh. “Can’t you talk like everyone else?”
“Cumbersome.” “What? Going to school with me?” Lisa glanced over at Tracy as they walked. They shuffled along wet sidewalks, in no hurry. Most of the snow had melted over the weekend along with all of Lisa’s plans. “Isn’t that a great word? Come Brrrr Some. It makes me think of cucumbers.”
“I had no idea we sounded like that.” Kate didn’t sound like she was pleased. Ben didn’t know Kate all that well. If it weren’t for Gene and Tracy’s band, he wouldn’t even have learned her name. Right now he wished she and all the others in the band would just go away.
“Drab, Pulsate, and Tendril.” “Shouldn’t you be doing that at home, Ben?” I dumped another pile of dishes into the sudsy side of the sink. “Seriously. What kind of words are these?”
Emma felt a strange sense of strength and peace. It wasn’t just that she didn’t feel like she had to run to the bathroom. She hadn’t bit her nails all day either. Usually by the end of first period the tips of her fingers hurt from making the nails too shot. Instead, she actually made eye contact with the teacher, and maybe a couple of other people. She felt great.
“Sit down. You aren’t going anywhere until you eat.” “But Moooom. I have school.” Lisa stared at the plate full of waffles that hit the table where she usually sat and frowned. “Luscious, right?” Tracy grinned at her across the table, already eating.
“Step back again. I can’t get you in focus.” Lisa waved at Ben while keeping the video camera clued to her face. Ben did it, and didn’t even grumble, though he couldn’t figure out why she couldn’t make the camera focus on him no matter where he stood. So he hunched over against the cold and let himself look … what was that word she used? Desolate. That was it.
“What do you want to write about?” I brought a plate of cookies to the living room along with a cup of hot cocoa and a cup of milk. “I don’t know.” Ben took the cocoa from me as I set the plate down. I had a bad moment as the other cup tried to slide off my finger, but managed to escape spill free. “It’s going to be kind of hard to write a book if you don’t know […]