Deadly Little Voices
“Adam puts the car in park and turns to me. “I want to see you again,” he says, before I have a chance to say good night. “Can I call you?”
“That’d be nice.”
“Really?” he says, seemingly surprised by my response. “So I can take you out sometime?”
“Sure,” I say, gazing at the scar on his lower lip. “But just as friends, okay?”
“No sweat.” He smiles.
I smile, too, reminded of how happy Adam always makes me and how easy it is to be with him compared to Ben. For a change, that fe...els really nice.
LATER, IN MY ROOM, I do all my homework and then settle into bed, grateful for the routine and for the fact that things are starting to feel somewhat normal again.
I grab a comb and make an attempt to work it through the kinks in my hair. But the truth is that I’ve been all kinks lately, because I haven’t been pursuing my pottery—not really, anyway.MoreLess
“That’d be nice.”
“Really?” he says, seemingly surprised by my response. “So I can take you out sometime?”
“Sure,” I say, gazing at the scar on his lower lip. “But just as friends, okay?”
“No sweat.” He smiles.
I smile, too, reminded of how happy Adam always makes me and how easy it is to be with him compared to Ben. For a change, that fe...els really nice.
LATER, IN MY ROOM, I do all my homework and then settle into bed, grateful for the routine and for the fact that things are starting to feel somewhat normal again.
I grab a comb and make an attempt to work it through the kinks in my hair. But the truth is that I’ve been all kinks lately, because I haven’t been pursuing my pottery—not really, anyway.MoreLess
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