White Picket Fences
“But when she opened her eyes the following morning at a little after eight, she smelled nothing. She sat up and noticed that her throat felt scratchy and her head ached. Throwing on a pair of sweats and a T-shirt, Tally made her way into the kitchen to get something to chase away her sore throat, certain she was the first one up.Her aunt stood fully dressed at the kitchen sink with a little sack of ground coffee in her hands, staring out the window. Amanda seemed frozen there, as if a wand had ...passed over her and a spell now held her suspended between this moment and the next.“Hey,” Tally said cautiously.Amanda didn’t jump or flinch. She slowly turned her head. “Good morning, Tally. Did you sleep well?” Her aunt’s voice sounded like an automaton’s.“Yeah. I think I might be getting a cold, though.”“Oh. That’s too bad.” Her aunt’s voice was bland. “There’s vitamin C in the cabinet above the dishwasher. And cold medicine.” The spell broken, Amanda turned to the coffee maker and began to slowly spoon grounds into a cone-shaped filter.As Tally opened the fridge to get orange juice, Delcey popped into the kitchen and dropped a gym bag in the middle of the floor.MoreLess
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