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“War?” I asked, my right eyebrow raised.
“Deal. And deal? You’re going down!”
I got out my deck of cards and we played for another two hours. Five hours down. She got tired of winning so we decided to play twenty questions. Twenty questions isn’t much fun when both partners can guess whom the other is thinking in three or less questions. We couldn’t talk either, at least not about the things we wanted to talk about. We stayed quiet for a few minutes when Jules suggested tic-tac-toe. She pulled out her sketch pad but instead of drawing the graph, she wrote,
My name is Julia, not Jules, Elliott. How many times do I have to tell you?
I laughed at the memory and took the pen from her.
I know that but I like Jules. I’ve noticed I’m the only one who calls you that. It makes me a part of you that only we share.
I know what happened. I just wanted to confirm that you knew too, so I don’t look like a fool.
We both laughed.
You’re so freaking cute Jules.
Seriously, YOU are Elliott. I’ve been dying to kiss you since Harrisonburg.
Seriously, you can’t say things like that when you look like you do right now.
You gonna’ do something about it?
Stop torturing me Jules. It’s not fair.
Alright, alright.
I’m glad to be getting out of Bramwell, I wrote, changing the subject.
Me too. I am most glad to be getting away from THEM.
They’re done. I’m certain of it. Besides, Jesse will get a shovel to the face if he so much as breathes on you.
Elliott! Your thoughts are always so violent
I’m violent? Does a certain football game mean anything to you?
She giggled under her breath.
Seriously though, I wouldn’t let anything happen to you, ever. I promise.
No one can keep a promise like that babe. Be realistic.
I’m being honest Jules. Not one hair on your head will they touch.
She sighed aloud and I decided to change the subject, yet again.
So, can your family cook? ‘Cause I’m a growing boy you know? I need the calories.
My memaw Joan E is an excellent cook. She taught me everything she knows.
Did she? I’ll have to thank her then. I am forever indebted to her for that. You’re an amazing cook.
Thanks sweetheart.
Jules broke her most stringent rule, leaned in and pecked me on the cheek. I guess that was all I was going to get.
Whoa Jules! Now your dad is going to think we’re messing around!
