Driving Lessons: A Novel by Fishman Zoe

Author:Fishman, Zoe [Fishman, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2014-04-08T00:00:00+00:00

The next day, while Mona was taking a nap, I wandered Brooklyn aimlessly, trying to not think about my missing period but instead to relish the fact that I had nowhere to be and nothing pressing to do. In three days, I was going into full-on nurse mode, even though I had no idea what exactly that would entail. The most care I had ever bestowed upon someone was when Josh had the stomach flu. My patience had worn out around hour fourteen, which did not bode well for Mona.

“Sarah?” I turned from the overpriced clothing storefront I had been admiring.

“Emily?”

Emily was a former coworker, and although I knew that she meant well, she had a terrible habit of asking a question and then answering it herself. Plus, she was the most offensive masticator I had ever been forced to share space with. What she did to potato chips should be illegal.

“I thought you moved!” She extended her arms for a hug and I reciprocated.

“I did, I’m ju—”

“Back here visiting? I bet visiting New York is a helluva lot better than actually enduring the daily grind, huh?”

“I guess.”

“What, you’re unhappy?” Her navy eyes bored holes into my skull.

“No, no.” I waved her off. “Just, I don’t know.” She continued to observe me keenly. “I’m sort of out of it this afternoon, you know?”

“Hungover?”

“Not real—”

“I’m hungover today too. You know what the best cure is? Spinning.”

“Spinning records?”

“Ha, you are so funny, Sarah. No, silly, spinning as in cycling. I sweated out about six liters of vodka this morning.” Athletic bragging, another one of Emily’s downfalls. She and Iris would have gotten along swimmingly.

“Good for you.”

“Have you ever spun?”

“Once, I—”

“I just picked it up over the summer, and oh my God, what a game changer. I’ve lost, like, four and a half pounds.”

“I can totally tell.” That was a lie, but one I knew I was expected to dispense.

“You can?” She jumped up and down in delight, her brown bun bobbing on the top of her head like a wine cork in water. “Have you spoken to Meghan since you left?” she asked, composing herself. Meghan was my former boss.

“No.”

“Bad blood?”

“Maybe a little. I do think that my resignation came as a shock.”

“Yeah, we were all shocked, actually. You were just so good at what you did. Everyone assumed you were leaving to go somewhere else, but the move out of the business was surprising, not to mention the fact that you were leaving New York!”

“Yeah.” I shrugged my shoulders, feeling uncomfortable. New Yorkers. They couldn’t wrap their heads around the fact that people actually resided in the forty-nine other states.

“Although, good for you. I fantasize about getting out all of the time.”

“You do?”

She nodded as she reached into her bag and brought out a pack of gum. “Sure, I just have no idea what the hell I would do. Want a piece?”

“No thanks.”

She shrugged and unwrapped a piece before popping it into her mouth. I visibly winced, but it was to no avail.

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