First by Kim Pritekel

Author:Kim Pritekel [Pritekel, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Lesbian, Romance, Erotica, General
ISBN: 9781933720005
Google: 4NCfPQAACAAJ
Amazon: 193372000X
Publisher: P.D. Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2006-04-14T00:00:00+00:00

PART 6

I DIRECTED MY father and Ron around the corner, opening the bedroom door as far as it would go so they would not bang up the wall with the headboard. With a grunt, they set the heavy piece of furniture down, and headed back upstairs to the truck in the driveway to get the other parts. My mother and Aunt Kitty were in the kitchen making a schedule for my aunt’s doctor appointments.

"Coming through!" I backed up against the wall to let the guys come by with one of the mattresses. After they’d passed, I went outside. It was early spring, and the end of my junior year in high school. I would be eighteen in the summer, and could not wait to get through my last year before I was off to CU Boulder for law school.

Aunt Kitty had gotten worse in the last year. The dialysis had been going fine until the tubes they had put in her arm to hook her up to the machine, kept plugging up with blood clots, and one by one her veins were collapsing. Now it was down to one last graph, as they call them, and a place on a donor list. I knew my mother was beyond worried.

I walked into the kitchen, and leaned back against the fridge and watched the two sisters talk. Aunt Kitty looked nothing like her old self. About nine months ago she had cut her hair off short so it would be easier to deal with, and the weight she had lost. She was a shadow of herself, and it made my heart hurt.

I left the house, and sat on the front porch, my gaze drawn to Beth’s house.

Beth and I had not spoken in nearly two months. I turned my gaze away, and stared at the Nivens’ house across the street, trying to get my mind off of what had happened, and how stupid it had been.

I looked around as the silver Camry made its way down a familiar tree-lined street. In the past ten years this neighborhood had not changed much, though my mother had said that a lot of the houses had been sold, and turned into rentals. What a shame. A renter would never take care of a house the way an owner would.

I saw the Donner house to the left. I guess old Townsend Donner had finally died the year before, and his house was still being fought over by his eleven children. I always wondered just how the hell he and his wife, Martha had raises so many kids in just that simple three bedroom house. I tore my gaze from the old place to see my parent’s house just up ahead, and to the right. Rebecca was looking around as much as I was. She had only been here once. The other times my parents had come out to New York to see us.

"You know, honey, you really need to get out here more." She said, her voice hushed in the quiet car.

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