Red Moon Rising
“The clock says 7:43 p.m., which means I’m going to be late for school. It takes a second for me to remember that it’s Saturday. There’s another buzz. Who’s here at this time of night? And where’s Dad? Then I hear the sound of the shower.
One more buzz and I’m out of bed. I pull on a sweatshirt and go to the front door.
“Who is it?”
“It’s your mother.”
What? This is impossible. She has never, ever come to Dad’s place.
“Really?” I call through the door.
“Yes, really. Could you please let me in? I...’d rather not stand here and talk to you through a door.”
Dad is standing in the living room, his hair wet. He has jeans on and is putting on a long-sleeved Henley shirt, which has wet marks on the shoulders. “Who’s that?” he asks.
“Um, it’s my mom,” I say, still not able to believe it myself.
He raises his eyebrows and comes to the door. “Kat?”
“Would one of you please open this door? I’m standing in a disgusting hallway.”
We look at each other for a second.MoreLess
One more buzz and I’m out of bed. I pull on a sweatshirt and go to the front door.
“Who is it?”
“It’s your mother.”
What? This is impossible. She has never, ever come to Dad’s place.
“Really?” I call through the door.
“Yes, really. Could you please let me in? I...’d rather not stand here and talk to you through a door.”
Dad is standing in the living room, his hair wet. He has jeans on and is putting on a long-sleeved Henley shirt, which has wet marks on the shoulders. “Who’s that?” he asks.
“Um, it’s my mom,” I say, still not able to believe it myself.
He raises his eyebrows and comes to the door. “Kat?”
“Would one of you please open this door? I’m standing in a disgusting hallway.”
We look at each other for a second.MoreLess
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