Happy Place by Emily Henry

Author:Emily Henry [Henry, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2023-04-25T00:00:00+00:00

19

Real Life

Wednesday

“I thought you weren’t staying for the second movie,” I whisper to Cleo as we settle back into our seats. This time, Wyn and I are in the middle, and I can’t help but wonder if Sabrina nudged us into this position so we wouldn’t run out again.

Cleo shrugs. “This clearly means a lot to Sab. Plus, I don’t want her hanging it over me that I left early.”

“Pssst.” Kimmy leans forward around Cleo. She holds a plastic sandwich bag out to me.

I squint at the contents. “Are you trying to sell me drugs?”

“Of course not,” she says. “I’m trying to give you drugs.” She swings the little red gummy bears in front of Cleo’s face and tosses them into my lap.

“You are,” I say, “so discreet.”

“I don’t have to be discreet,” she says. “It’s legal here.”

Wyn leans in. “Is Kimmy selling drugs?”

“Want some?” she asks.

Sabrina shushes us, eyes glued to the screen as she shovels popcorn into her mouth.

Wyn looks at me, then back to Kimmy. “If Harriet’s in, I am.”

“How strong are they?” I whisper.

Kimmy shrugs. “Not too strong.”

“Not too strong for you or not too strong for me?” I say.

“Let’s put it this way,” she says. “You’ll have a great time, but you won’t make me call the hospital and ask them if you’re going to die. Again.”

What the hell. When in Rome.

Each of us takes one. We tap them together in a toast before throwing them back.

“Hey,” Sabrina says at full volume, “are you guys doing drugs down there?”

“We’re taking tiny weed gummies,” I say.

“Got any more?” Sabrina asks. “I haven’t gotten high in forever.”

Kimmy passes the bag down the line. Parth and Sabrina each take one. Cleo waves off the offer. “I don’t smoke anymore, really.”

“And I’m cutting back too,” Kimmy says. “So whatever we don’t finish this week, you all can fight over.”

“Okay, is it possible this is already making me hungry,” Sabrina asks.

“No,” Cleo, Wyn, and I all say in unison.

From the back of the theater, someone shushes us. We all duck down in our seats.

“Holy shit,” Kimmy hisses. “Did anyone know there was someone else back there?”

Parth sneaks a look over his shoulder. “I think he’s a ghost.”

“He’s not a ghost,” I whisper.

“How can you be sure?” Parth says.

“Because,” I say, “he’s wearing his sunglasses backward. That’s Ray. He’s a pilot.”

“Just because he’s a pilot doesn’t mean he’s not a ghost,” Kimmy says sagely.

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