Christy Miller Collection, Volume 1 by Robin Jones Gunn

Author:Robin Jones Gunn [Gunn, Robin Jones]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-307-56304-0
Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
Published: 2011-08-15T16:00:00+00:00

Christy and Katie followed the guys to the parking lot as the group headed out for pizza. Squished into the backseat of Rick’s cherry red Mustang, Christy and Katie kept bumping knees. A guy Christy hadn’t met sat in the front seat.

“Your car is in great shape,” Katie said as Rick pulled out of the driveway. “What year is it?”

“ ’68. Used to be my mom’s. My parents had it up on blocks in the garage for a long time. That’s why it’s still in good shape. You drive yet, Katie?”

“No.”

“How about you, Christina?”

“No.”

“Then you must be under sixteen,” he said, looking at them in the rearview mirror.

“We’re both fifteen and proud of it,” Katie said.

“Just babies,” the guy next to Rick said.

Katie slugged the guy in the arm. “Hey! Fifteen is a very nice age, thank you very much.”

Katie and the guy exchanged quick, rude little comments all the way to the pizza place. Christy sat back and watched, feeling excited and nervous. Twice she caught Rick looking at her in the rearview mirror. I wonder what he’s thinking?

Rick parked the Mustang next to Wendy’s car and held the seat forward as Christy tried to step out gracefully. She feared she might do something klutzy, like trip or tear her dress. But nothing happened. Maybe her awkward days were over. Maybe she was becoming as mature as she felt in this blue dress.

Rick walked beside her and held open one of the double doors of the restaurant. “After you, miss,” he said, bowing playfully. “Nice dress,” he added.

“Thanks,” Christy said, looking up at him bravely, wondering if he would sit by her. He was so tall that he actually made her feel petite. No guy had ever made her feel petite before. Just as she slid beneath his arm, which was propping the door open, he leaned forward and said softly into the back of her head, “You’re not going to run away this time, are you?”

Christy blushed and turned to look at him, smiling. He was so good-looking.

“No, not this time,” she said softly.

“Good.” Rick’s smile melted Christy’s heart. He slid past her, leading the way to the counter where a group of eight of them stood deciding on what kinds of toppings to order on their pizzas.

“I’ve got only five dollars,” Christy said quietly to Katie. “Who should I give it to?”

“You’ve got more than I do. Here, I’ll take it.” Katie moved up beside Rick and flashed a bright smile. “Oh, Peter Pagan!” she said loudly. “Here’s nine dollars for Christy and me. And we want Coke if you’re going to order by the pitcher.” Katie turned to get Christy’s attention. “You like Coke, don’t you?”

Christy nodded as her mind flashed back to a searing memory of the party she had gone to in Newport Beach last summer. She had been left all alone to try to fit in. She had asked for something to drink, “some Coke.” To her horror, one of the surfers thought

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