Anything But Extraordinary (Extraordinary Series Book 1) by Mary Frame

Author:Mary Frame [Frame, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-08T16:00:00+00:00

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The next day, Troy picks up Paige and me, and we arrive at Tabby’s right after six o’clock. The first thing I notice is Jared standing in the corner, talking to a blond woman. Her back is to me, and I don’t think I’ve seen her before.

It’s not remarkable to me that he’s talking to a woman, but he’s smiling.

It’s not a large smile. Most might not even notice it, but there’s a definite curving of his lips and tilting of his eyes. If it was just the lips, I might excuse it as a false smile, but the eyes never lie.

For some reason, it bothers me.

I’ve never seen him smile like that.

Maybe because when he’s around me, he mostly frowns.

The second thing I notice is Tabby talking to Ben the bartender, and she’s also smiling, but there’s tension around her eyes.

Fighting again, I suppose.

In total, there are about half a dozen people gathered in her living room having pre-dinner drinks. Jared, the mystery woman, Tabby, Ben, an elderly lady who must be Mrs. Olsen because she’s wearing a sweater with a giant orange cat on the front, and another older woman in a wheelchair with her head back, mouth open, eyes shut. She’s either sleeping or dead. I hope she’s sleeping. I can’t tell if she’s breathing.

Everyone is dressed casually, and I’m glad because I don’t own much more than the worn jeans and faded T-shirt I’m currently wearing.

When Tabby sees us, she comes over and gives both Paige and I hugs before introducing us to the people we don’t know.

The mystery blond is Eleanor Rogers. She’s the town librarian. Eleanor looks like her name sounds, regal with a thin face and a thinner nose. She’s pale and her eyes are serious behind her wire-rimmed glasses.

Mrs. Olsen is the sweater-cat lady and also definitely the woman from the video. Paige immediately sits next to her and starts asking her about where she got her sweater.

The sleeper is Miss Viola. Tabby can’t make introductions since the woman is apparently passed out. “Too many Moscow Mules,” Tabby tells me.

“Introductions are done, let’s go get a drink,” Troy says, leading me in the direction of the kitchen.

Tabby follows us there. “Ben is such a bag of dicks,” she says once the door to the living room swings shut.

“Then why did you invite him?” I ask.

She pulls a bottle of beer out of the fridge, opens it, and hands it to me. “Because he’s Troy’s best friend.” She waves a hand toward her brother. “We have dinner every week, ever since we were kids.”

“Don’t blame me,” Troy says, hands up. “You could have totally uninvited us both and I wouldn’t have complained.”

“Don’t be an ass. You know we never miss weekly dinner.”

“You could not invite Ben,” Troy insists. “I wouldn’t care.”

“I have to.”

“Why? You guys drive each other crazy.”

“I know. I should just fuck him and get it over with.”

Troy chokes on his drink and coughs a few times. “Dude,” he says with a grimace, “I don’t want to hear that.

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