Flying Home by Rachel Ann Nunes

Author:Rachel Ann Nunes [Nunes, Rachael Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Deseret Book Company
Published: 2007-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Diary of Karyn Olsen

Friday, April 29, 1966

I want to die. I don’t know how I’ll go on—I really don’t. My dad’s dead, and my sister has made a play for my boyfriend. Worse, he let her. I still don’t understand how it happened. My friends and I had a barbeque to celebrate Angie’s birthday. We asked Mom if we could have it at her house because the backyard is perfect for this sort of thing. Travis was there, of course, and Clari came over as well. I should have known something was up the minute they looked at each other. But I didn’t. How could I be so stupid? How could I miss the way his eyes followed her around?

When it got dark and we were all inside watching TV and eating popcorn, I noticed Travis was missing. At first I thought he’d gone to the bathroom, but he didn’t come back. I found them sitting on the back porch—kissing like newlyweds! My heart seemed to fly into millions of little shards.

How could they do this to me? How? I must have yelled the words because Clari was looking all shocked, and Travis said something about us just being friends. Friends? How could he say that? Then Mom came out and said that Travis and Clari had seen each other a couple of times since Daddy’s funeral, even went on a few dates. What, I’m supposed to feel happy to know that they talked a few times before making out behind my back?

I feel so betrayed. He never kissed me that way—never. What’s wrong with me that he could fall in love with Clari and not with me? I hate her. I hate them both! I left the party then without saying good-bye to anyone, and I’m never going back. I don’t want to see Clari or Mom ever again.

On Friday morning, Liana checked her cell phone messages and found that she had several from people who needed help with taxes. Elated, she immediately called them back and set up a time to meet. Maybe I won’t need Austin’s job much longer, she thought. Not that she wanted to give up the job just yet—the charity’s records were proving interesting—but she wanted the option to back out if necessary. Never again would she put all her eggs in one basket, especially if that basket were owned by a boss whose goal justified any means.

She dug with renewed enthusiasm into the boxes she had brought from Wyoming. Several times the phone rang, and she answered eagerly, telling herself her excitement stemmed from the possibility of another customer. Most of the calls were from telemarketers, but even when it was another tax job, she found it difficult to hide her disappointment.

Finally she recognized the truth: She was hoping to hear from Austin.

Noon came and went and still no call from him. “What am I waiting for?” she asked aloud. “If he did call, what would I say? Uh, about last night, Austin.

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