Only Mostly Devastated by Sophie Gonzales

Author:Sophie Gonzales [Gonzales, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
ISBN: 9781444956498
Publisher: Hachette Children's Group
Published: 2020-03-04T18:30:00+00:00

After dinner was finally over—and I do mean finally, because after that gigantic spread was done, a dessert course of flan and pecan pie was brought out and it was on for plate number five—the kids started playing together in the backyard. I stayed and watched over them for a little bit, until Will suggested I have a tour of the house. I was reluctant to leave Crista and Dylan alone, but it wasn’t like they didn’t have supervision. Plus, I had to admit, I was curious to check out the room Will slept in every night.

“It’s so clean,” I said in wonder once I was inside.

Will hovered by the door. “Is that surprising?”

“Honestly, yeah,” I said, crossing to the far wall to examine his shelving.

“Why? Do I seem like a pig?”

“Not necessarily. But I saw your room at the lake. For a basketballer, your laundry basket aim wasn’t so great.”

There was a gentle click as he closed the door behind us. My whole body tightened, and I kept my body angled toward the wall so he wouldn’t catch my expression.

“Wait, so you were judging me the whole summer?” he asked.

“Yeah, unfortunately. I didn’t wanna say anything ’cause I was totally into you.”

“‘Was’?” Will said. I couldn’t tell if it was a joke or a genuine question. Maybe he didn’t want me to be able to tell.

“Hey, count yourself lucky. Earlier today you thought I might hate you, remember?”

He didn’t reply, so I glanced behind me to check on him. He was staring into space, but put on a forced-looking smile as soon as he noticed me.

“Mom made me practically scrub it down with disinfectant this morning,” he said, and it took me a moment to realize he was talking about his room. “You know. Just in case all the visitors wanted to gather in my room to inspect it.”

“And aren’t you glad she made you now?” I asked, running a finger along one shelf. Spotless as Juliette’s complexion.

“So glad. Not that I expected you to end up in it, of all people.”

“Yeah. Thank you so much for inviting us. It made a shit day … less shit. Especially for the kids.”

“Of course. I’m really glad you came. So, how’s your aunt, anyway?”

“She’s okay. She was awake, and talking, and stuff. But she’s pretty sick right now. It’s hard, you know?”

“I know. I can imagine.”

We fell into an awkward silence. I felt like I was supposed to be doing or saying something, but I had no idea what that might be. Why had he closed the door? Did he want to talk about us? Or was I imagining things?

I cleared my throat and walked along the length of the wall, where about fifty-billion trophies and medals lined the shelves. “So you’ve had a good game or two in your time,” I said.

“I guess.”

“I feel inferior right now.”

“What? Don’t be ridiculous. You have your band.”

“Like, yeah? I don’t get trophies for playing, though, I just get, you know, tolerated. But this … you must be good, huh?”

Will’s voice was tight.

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