A Little Bit of Everything Lost by Stephanie Elliot

Author:Stephanie Elliot [Elliot, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 1499371322
Google: 2zqZoAEACAAJ
Amazon: B00KE7UV1W
Publisher: Createspace Independent Pub
Published: 2014-06-15T23:00:00+00:00

Dear God, she had a baby on the way.

What in God’s name was she doing?

Chapter Thirty-Seven

October 1988

Marnie’s hand shook as she dialed the number. As she was about to hang up after the fifth ring, a feisty female Italian voice answered.

“Hello?”

It had to be Joe’s grandmother from the bakery. Of course she would remember Marnie, but hadn’t Joe said she was showing signs of the onset of Alzheimer’s? But Marnie was the only girl he’d ever taken to the bakery, he had said so that day. His grandmother would have to remember her.

“Hello?” she asked again.

“Hi, I was wondering if I… ” Marnie hesitated, searching for the right words.

“Who’s calling?”

“Uh, um. I was… I’m a friend of Joe’s.” Marnie’s voice quivered and she wondered if this was a bad idea. Then she figured she might as well get it over with. She was taking up this woman’s time by stuttering into the phone.

“I was wondering if Joe happened to be home?”

“What, honey?”

“Joe?” Marnie asked, lifting her voice so the old woman could understand her. “I’m wondering how I may get in touch with Joe?”

“Oh! Joey!” the woman suddenly caught on. “Honey, Joey’s at school.”

“Yes, I know… I was… ”

“I can give him a message next time I talk to my Joey.”

“Please, yes. Do you have some paper?”

“Oh honey! I’m not that senile yet. Let me just find a pencil. Go ahead, what’s the message?”

“Will you please tell him to call me? And may I leave my number, please?” Marnie annunciated her phone number slowly, and was feeling desperate by now, hoping his grandmother was writing down exactly what she was saying, then she wondered if maybe she should just ask for his number at school.

“Okay, I’ve got it!”

“Thanks, and um, please tell him it’s… I’m… ”

“Wait a minute, sweetie. Why don’t you call him at school?”

“Can you give me the number?” Marnie inhaled deeply, and just as she thought she might be able to figure out this mess she’d made of her life, her heart sunk into her gut with the words his grandmother spoke next:

“Trina, don’t tell me you lost his number at Eastern?”

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