Life and Other Inconveniences by Higgins Kristan

Author:Higgins, Kristan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2019-08-05T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

Riley

I’m gonna find out what happened to Gigi’s son.

Being sixteen has its advantages. Who else knows how to work the Internet better than a teenager?

Okay, backing up a little—against my will, I kind of adore Genevieve, even if she kicked Mom out way back when. Let’s face it: My parents were totally stupid, and sure, Mom had it hard, but look at me now. Pretty well adjusted, high honors student, varsity soccer, and if the bitches formerly known as my best friends ditched me, I’m better off without them.

That sounds really badass, right? I’m faking. The truth is, I miss them. A lot. The old them, before they became a pack of mewling coyotes, as Gigi called them.

Second thing—I am surrounded by old people here, not counting my brothers, who are wild demons (and I totally love them for it). So I need something to do other than look at Donelle’s big toe and see if her nail fungus is gone yet, and if not, would I smear it with Vicks VapoRub. I’m serious. This happened. The struggle is real. Pop and I went fishing the other day. That killed four hours. He’s working for my father’s company doing handyman stuff. My seventy-eight-year-old grandfather is totally living the midwestern work ethic.

Third thing—I don’t have much to do here. It’s been three weeks, and aside from that fabulous, fabulous trip to New York, I watch the aforementioned wild demons, swim in the heated pool, do yoga with Gigi sometimes and reassure my mother that I’m fine. I’m a little bored. It’s nice to be bored in paradise. I’m not complaining. Life at Sheerwater has been pretty incredible, I’m not gonna lie. Living in a house with a name, a cook (even a bad one), a driver (Charles is super nice), a pool, an ocean view . . . incredible is the exact right word.

I’ve discovered stuff I didn’t know existed. A heated towel rack so I don’t catch a chill getting out of the soaking tub (soaking tub, another richie-rich thing). My closet has revolving racks. There are warming drawers in the kitchen, a cold storage pantry, a dry goods pantry (who knows?), and a fridge just for wine. There’s a wine cellar. An outdoor kitchen and bar by the pool, because one must have that, mustn’t one?

Every day since we got here, I’ve had this tingly feeling in my stomach, like coming down the stairs on Christmas morning. I just wish Mikayla, Jenna and Annabeth could see this. Especially Mikayla, who always managed to work how much money her parents had into every conversation. I’ve been posting on Snapchat and Instagram here and there. Let them see.

I try not to think about them, but I have too much downtime. My father is busy working, though he took me to a construction site the other day (not really my thing, but it made him happy to introduce me around). Mom is taking every client she can get through the interwebs, and when she’s not, she’s trying to oh so subtly take my mental health temperature.

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