Crash Landing (Sweet Valley High Book 20) by Francine Pascal

Author:Francine Pascal [Pascal, Francine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-01-26T20:00:00+00:00

Eight

It was Sunday afternoon, and Enid was sitting in the Rollinses' living room in her wheelchair, leafing absently through the latest issue of Cosmopolitan. She barely noticed what she was looking at. It was one-thirty, and George had promised he'd come over around one.

Of course, he didn't suggest it, Enid reminded herself, frowning. It was my idea. But I haven't seen him since Friday night, and that was such a disaster.

Enid sighed. She hated to admit it to herself, but George had been acting strangely since the accident. He just didn't seem like himself. He kept making excuses not to see her, and when they were together, he didn't really look at her.

And he hasn't kissed me, she reminded herself. Not once all week.

"How To Tell If He Doesn't Love You Anymore," the article she'd opened to was titled. Enid bit her lip and flipped forward quickly to the color spread on bathing suits. It's not that, she told herself. Of course he still loves me! He's probably just feeling strange because of everything that's happened.

Enid could no longer pretend that something wasn't wrong. But she told herself that George still felt guilty. He probably thinks all this is his fault, she thought, looking down at her wheelcahir.

Enid knew this was probably all the more reason to concentrate on getting better. But her heart wasn't in it. She was going to her physical therapy classes, but she just couldn't do the exercises the nurses suggested. She felt so tired all the time, and it seemed like an enormous effort just to roll the wheelchair from one side of the room to another. "I don't think I'll ever get better," Enid whispered to herself. She was afraid to say so to her mother, but she couldn't imagine being able to walk again. It seemed impossible, like something in a dream.

"Enid, George is here," Mrs. Rollins called, coming into the living room.

Enid looked up, her face brightening expectantly. "Hi," she said shyly. "How've you been, stranger? I haven't seen you all weekend!"

"I know," George mumbled, staring at the floor. "How are you?" he asked. "Any chance of getting you out of that chair today?"

Mrs. Rollins left the room, an anxious expression on her face, and Enid sighed, slowly shaking her head. "I don't think so, George," she said carefully. "I still feel awfully weak."

"Oh, well," George said, sinking down on the couch. They looked at each other, and Enid racked her brain for something to say that sounded natural. But she couldn't think of anything. She hadn't gone back to school, and all she'd really been doing that day was sitting around waiting for him to come over. She couldn't exactly tell him that, could she?

"Hey, I wanted to ask you about the dance on Friday," she began. "Do you want to go?"

George was quiet for a minute. "Do you think you'll feel up to it?" he asked her.

Enid bit her lip. "I hope so," she told him. "Even though I can't dance, it still sounds like fun," she added wistfully.

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