Caught in the Flames by Kacey Shea

Author:Kacey Shea [Shea, Kacey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: novel
Publisher: Kacey Shea Books LLC
Published: 2016-08-22T22:00:00+00:00

I hate disorganized moves.

I’ve only moved a handful of times, but it’s always been planned, calculated, systematic. Everything should have a place, purpose, and need. But I know, as Alicia and Jill haul box after box of my belongings into Kiki’s house, that it’s all a mess. How could it not be? There’s a huge gaping charred hole in the southwest corner of my house!

I try to ignore the chaos and focus on the fact my friends are giving up their Thursday evening to help me relocate without question or argument. I would also like to assist. I’m fine, maybe a little shaken from the day’s events, but no one is letting me carry a thing even though I was cleared by the hospital and have zero symptoms of a concussion.

“Girls, just put everything in the back corner for now. Oh! Watch the canvases!” Kiki directs my friends and I’m overwhelmed by her hospitality. Kiki’s basement at one time served as her studio. She doesn’t paint anymore and I haven’t asked why, but it’s a nice space down here. A couch with a pullout bed, room to store my stuff, and my own bathroom. And she won’t take my money, so I won’t be in the poorhouse. Well, I won’t be as long as my insurance covers all the home repairs. I’ll be on the phone first thing tomorrow morning.

“Shit, Callie, you have a lot of stuff!” Jill curses and drops a box marked bedding on the floor. It rattles, the sound of metal meeting metal, and I cringe at the notion that there’s probably kitchen goods mixed with linens.

“Last one!” Alicia smiles and adds her box to the wall of others. “I say we did a kickass moving job for being on the fly!”

“Good friends you have, dear.” Kiki pats my arm. “Now, this old broad is turning in for the night. Good night, ladies.”

“Good night!” we call after her retreating steps. I creep closer to the wall of packing boxes.

Jill catches me in the act. “Don’t you dare!” she snaps.

“What?” I ask innocently enough.

“We know you want to fix this.” She motions to the wall of shameful disaster with a swoop.

“Did you just Vanna White that?” I scrunch my nose and cringe, and a shiver works its way down my spine just by envisioning everything that needs to be put back in place.

“It’s gonna keep you up, isn’t it?” Alicia says with understanding and maybe a little concern in her voice. She studies my face and then adds, “Come on, Jilly. Let’s empty and repack all of this.” She dances over and does the sweepy thing to the boxes.

“No, no, you’ve done enough! Both of you! It’s fine. I’ll be fine.” I won’t, but they don’t need to know. Besides, it’s late, already after ten, and they both have to work tomorrow.

“Get your fucking colored sticky notes.” Jill sighs and rolls her eyes. “We aren’t leaving until it’s done.”

“I’ll go brew a pot of coffee!” Alicia calls over her shoulder and jogs up the stairs.

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