Aspect Of Winter by Tom Early

Author:Tom Early [Early, Tom]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tom Early
Published: 2014-08-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

I woke up from what was by far the most restful sleep I’d had in months. I didn’t wake up blearily, but instead refreshed. If I had known that kissing a person you liked was such a cure-all, I’d have done it ages ago. Unfortunately, the restful sleep, it seemed, had made me wake up late. I dashed to the bathroom, dunked my head in the sink quickly to make my hair manageable, and ran downstairs.

I glanced out the window to see Sam’s Jeep come screeching to a halt, and saw her step out and walk toward the house with purpose.

“You have five seconds to fill me in on the essentials,” she growled.

I grinned, remembering last night in vivid detail. “It might take a little longer than that,” I said dreamily.

Sam huffed and looked at me seriously. “Okay, so you had fun? I don’t need the unmarked grave for Tyler?”

“What? No!”

“Bummer. I spent all night digging that thing. Oh well, I’m sure I’ll have a use for it eventually. Now, tell me all about it on the way.”

I nodded and popped back inside just long enough to scrawl a quick note to my parents about breakfast, and then joined Sam in the Jeep. We headed off to Owl’s Head Coffee. It was pretty empty on Sundays, which is why Sam and I only ever ate there on Sundays. That, and the special they had on pancakes. We dug in as I told her all about last night. She frowned at the mention of the kiss feeling weird, but dismissed it as probably nothing. I was happy to go along with that. I wanted to cling to every scrap of normal happiness that I could get.

My phone buzzed with an incoming text from Tyler. I read it and grinned fondly at his penchant for putting smiley faces in every message.

Sam frowned and snapped her fingers in my face. “Oy! No zoning out unless it’s from pancake overload!”

“What? Oh, sorry. Tyler says he can come at around one or so.”

“Ah. That’s fine, then. Also, I’m officially dubbing your new dopey expression ‘The Tyler Face.’ I expect I’ll be seeing it rather often.”

“Probably.” I blushed a bit, and Sam’s eyes warmed.

“Oh, Fay… you really do like him, don’t you.”

“Yeah, I guess I really do.”

“Well, then I couldn’t be happier for you. You have my support. And I need to give the talk to Tyler now.” She smirked. “That, I’m looking forward to. I’ve been practicing my ‘Hurt Fay and I’ll end you’ speech for years now.”

I buried my face in my hands and sighed deeply. “I don’t suppose there’s any chance of me talking you out of doing that?”

“Not a snowball’s chance in hell, not even one of yours,” Sam said cheerfully.

“Ugh. Fine, just make it quick.”

“I make no promises. And, Fay… there is the other matter that you two are going to have to deal with eventually.”

I sighed. “Don’t make me dwell on that any longer than I have to, Sam. I don’t like having to think about it.

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