Broken Wings by L-J Baker

Author:L-J Baker
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy Fiction, Fairies, General, Romance, Fantasy, Lesbians, Fiction, Lesbian
ISBN: 9781933110554
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2006-09-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Rye stuffed her shopping list in her pocket and wandered into the hall. Holly knelt on the floor in her room sorting through clothes.

“I’m off shopping,” Rye said.

“Okay. I’m going over to Daisy’s after I’ve done the laundry. Dunno when I’ll be back.”

“Um. Did you want to do something?”

Holly jumped to her feet to stand at the mirror with a T-shirt held against herself. “Like what? Clean the toilet? No thanks!”

“No. I meant –” Rye shrugged. “I dunno. Me and you. Doing something together. I could put the shopping off until tomorrow. It’s a nice day. We could go for a walk to the river or something.”

Holly looked disgusted. “The river?”

“We used to go there all the time on Fifth Days. Or to the park.”

“When I was eight years old!” Holly threw the T-shirt aside and grabbed another from the end of the bed. “Wake up, Rye.”

“Okay. Maybe that’s not very exciting. But there must be something we could do together.”

“What brought this on?” Holly turned her back to peel off her top. “Not some stupid idea you read about in a limping book? Or something that stupid school put into your head?”

Before Holly pulled on her new top, Rye noticed that her back still looked smooth. No sign yet of the lumps beneath the skin of developing wings.

“It’s just that we don’t seem to spend any time together,” Rye said. “Not like we used to.”

Holly turned to stare at Rye with an unpromising expression. “How can we spend time together if you’re never here?”

“I have to work. You know that. But I’ll soon be giving up Pansy’s.”

“I’m not a little kid any more. I have friends. You don’t seriously expect me to hang around with you? You’re an embarrassment. I want the earth to eat me whole whenever any of my friends see you dressed like that. Daisy complains about her mother’s frocks, but I’d take a few floral prints over that any day of the year.”

Holly pushed past Rye on her way to the living room. Rye sighed and followed. Holly grabbed the rubbish sack with Rye’s dirty laundry in it.

“Holls, wait.”

“No way,” Holly said. “This is disgusting enough. I refuse to sort through your clothes to find dirty ones. If they’re not in here, I’m not putting them into the machine.”

“I didn’t mean that. Maybe we could go to a movie?”

“Can you afford it?”

Rye sighed. “You really don’t want to do this, do you?”

“I’m not a little kid, Rye. I’m sixteen. I have a life of my own.”

Holly stuffed some of her own clothes into the bag and strode out.

Rye leaned against the wall. “Crap.”

Rye stepped on board the transit carpet and paid her four piece fare. She walked back to find a seat. Someone stank of stale booze. She saw a seedy looking man with sprite-like antennae curled up asleep on one of the seats. She could understand the temptation to swill yourself into oblivion. What she didn’t know was how people afforded it. He didn’t look like he held down a regular job.

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