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“My point exactly,” I replied, dumping my books on the kitchen table. “Is Jill home?”
“Been here and gone,” she replied from the living room. “I think she went somewhere with Gabe.”
Gabe was Jill’s boyfriend in Charlottesville. She actually had what she referred to as her “real boyfriend” back in her hometown of Seattle.
Jill figured being at opposite sides of the country justified having Gabe while she was on the east coast. The problem was it appeared as if Jill actually loved them both. That was her triangle to figure out, I guess.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Darcy yelled from the living room. “You’re thinking she is going to get burnt by burning the candle at both ends.”
“No, smarty,” I hollered back, going to the fridge for bottled water, “I have decided I don’t judge what people do anymore.”
“Really?” she asked, poking her head into the kitchen. “Why the change in philosophy, may I ask?”
“I don’t know,” I said with a shrug. “I guess the only reason I voiced an opinion on the matter was because someone is bound to get hurt eventually.”
“And now you don’t believe that?”
“Oh I absolutely believe that,” I replied. “But I guess one could argue that who goes through life without getting hurt at one time or another? I mean, she’s having the time of her life, right? Maybe at the end of the day, it will have all been worth it. Maybe I should be so lucky.”
“Oh shit, Lindsey, there you go. There are so many fucking guys that want to take you out. Your problem is that you are too picky.”
“I just seem to pick the wrong ones,” I said.
“Hey, not to change the subject but I’m going to Falls Church tomorrow for the holiday weekend. What are your plans?”
Darcy came from a fairly affluent family in Georgetown. She was the only girl and the baby of the family. Her parents fell all over themselves to make sure she wanted for nothing.
She was my best friend since coming to Virginia. I knew we would always be friends even after college.
“Actually, I’m going home too. I’m skipping my classes tomorrow and leaving when I get up.”
I rolled my eyes at her, shaking my head with a smile.
“Don’t judge me,” she replied grinning. “I’m passing everything.”
“Barely,” I said, laughing. “So, I guess we won’t be driving up together.”
“No but hey, let’s get together Friday night and go clubbing. Sound good?”
“Yeah, I’m up for that. I just need to make sure I still have my fake I.D.”
Darcy had turned twenty-one in September. She had put me into contact with one of her male friends who had made an extremely authentic looking fake student I.D. for me.
“Okay, then,” she said heading back out to the living room to watch the rest of Springer, “I will call you Friday to make plans.”
I got through my classes the following day then headed to Falls Church.
I had packed the night before and loaded my car so that I could leave directly from school. Jill was going to spend Thanksgiving with Gabe in Atlanta; Darcy had left this morning, texting me that she was on the road and would call me Friday.
I made good time and pulled into the driveway before 5:00 p.m.
Slate was right there, as always, being the perfect step-father, hauling my suitcase into the house and upstairs to my room.
Mom was in the kitchen feeding Bryce some sort of baby food from a jar. Most of it appeared to be smeared on his cheeks. He immediately brightened into a big smile when I came into the room.
“Hi sweetie,” Mom greeted, getting up to give me a hug and kiss. “You look great.”
“You too, Mom. I can’t believe how long your hair is getting.”
