Milkshake Murder by Stacey Alabaster

Author:Stacey Alabaster [Alabaster, Stacey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fairfield Publishing
Published: 2018-12-02T05:00:00+00:00

10

Alyson

Peace had descended at last on the Foulkes homestead.

Maria had eventually given up calling. I’d missed my slot. No mock exam then. At least now that the deadline had passed, there was some sense of relief about the whole thing. I’d missed it. Didn’t have to worry about it now. Didn’t have to worry about Maria disapproving any more than she already had. She’d reached peak disapproval and there was nowhere to go after that.

Of course I could still do the real exam. That would be the next looming thing that I’d have to decide on, sidestep perhaps, in case it crushed me. I still hadn’t cracked a book open.

J was running around and telling me all about this musical she was a part of, Jesus Christ Superstar, which I thought sounded a bit advanced for nine-year-olds, but she was shouting the lyrics at me and asking me if her singing was really beautiful.

“Er, sure it is, kiddo. Just might sound even more beautiful if you sung a little bit more quietly.”

She considered this for a moment and nodded. “I think you’re right,” she said. “My singing teacher told me the same thing.”

I asked her to fetch some plates and cutlery, since Matt was about to walk through the door. I needed a moment to myself to get a little composure, because this was going to be a big evening.

It was time to come clean to Matt about the offer I had received. I just hadn’t found the guts yet. I wondered if I would be able to find them that night.

Thursday night dinners had become a new thing for us now that J pretty much lived with Matt full-time and only came to my apartment every second weekend. Matt was an awesome cook and so we usually had the dinners at his house. But on that day, it was take-out because Matt didn’t have time to cook while surfing for twelve hours straight.

Claire and I were both starting to get concerned.

The smell of the roast chicken flooded the house as the door opened. J was jumping up and down because Matt had let her get fries as well and a side of gravy. She thought this was all far better than a home-cooked meal. I had to admit that it did smell pretty great.

But my appetite was playing up. How was I going to tell my brother that I might be moving four hundred kilometers away to far North Queensland?

And what about J?

“Alyson, can I have your fries?” J asked when she saw that mine were growing cold on my plate. She wasn’t concerned about the fact that I was out of sorts, just concerned about getting more food, but Matt looked at me strangely.

“Not you too,” he said. “Claire was pushing her food around her plate the other night too.”

“Maybe there’s something going around,” I mumbled.

Matt nodded but didn’t look like he believed me, and he waited for J to go and play games on her tablet before he pushed the topic again.

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