Escape Velocity
“I get up, open the door and listen for Zoe. I can’t hear anything. I hope she has gone out after all. Not just so I can snoop—though I have every intention of doing so—but because being around her feels like such a strain.
“Mom?”
“I’m having a bath,” she calls out.
I head to the kitchen, pop a slice of bread in the toaster, and think about that blue file folder. There’s an open bottle of wine on the counter, and I can hear soft piano music playing in the bathroom, so I’m guessing Zoe will be in... there for a little while—but I’m nervous. Not about her catching me snooping but about what I might find. What if she’s written something about how unlikable I am? I can’t help remembering the last time I snooped and overheard that phone call. And it’s pretty obvious that nothing has changed. She still doesn’t want me around.
Moving quickly because I don’t know how much time I have, I unlock the filing cabinet and slide out the file folder with my name on it. I lay it on her desk and open it.MoreLess
“Mom?”
“I’m having a bath,” she calls out.
I head to the kitchen, pop a slice of bread in the toaster, and think about that blue file folder. There’s an open bottle of wine on the counter, and I can hear soft piano music playing in the bathroom, so I’m guessing Zoe will be in... there for a little while—but I’m nervous. Not about her catching me snooping but about what I might find. What if she’s written something about how unlikable I am? I can’t help remembering the last time I snooped and overheard that phone call. And it’s pretty obvious that nothing has changed. She still doesn’t want me around.
Moving quickly because I don’t know how much time I have, I unlock the filing cabinet and slide out the file folder with my name on it. I lay it on her desk and open it.MoreLess
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