Pilgrims Don't Wear Pink by Stephanie Kate Strohm

Author:Stephanie Kate Strohm
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

“Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimmed;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed.

But thy eternal summer shall not fade—”

BZZZZZZ. BZZZZZ.

Cam leaned back slightly, startled. “Are your boobs vibrating? Or are you just happy to see me?” he cracked, laughing at his own joke.

“That joke doesn’t make any sense.” I wrinkled my nose. “I—oh—right! Boobs! Vibrating! Phone!” I’d gotten used to keeping my phone in my bra. It was really convenient. So I’d stashed my phone in one triangle of my bikini top before I’d left the Lettie Mae and promptly forgot it was in there. Scrambling away from Cam to have enough room to maneuver my elbows, I extracted the phone. Dev! I hurriedly slid it open.

“Dev! Dev! Are you okay?!”

All I could hear was crying. Huge, racking, gut-wrenching sobs. And then the phone went dead. I held it up. No service.

“Nooooo!” I shouted, waving it around over my head, looking for reception.

“Libs, what’s going on?” Cam was trying to get a comforting arm around my shoulder, but I was still doing a service-searching flail.

“It’s my friend Dev,” I explained, slightly hysterical. “He’s doing this awful, scary internship at a teen fashion magazine, and he was crying, which means he’s either really upset or Meryl Streep just killed him.”

“Uh . . . okay.” He stared at me blankly.

“Either way, I need to get back to land and talk to him now.”

“What do you mean, get back to land?” Now he just looked confused.

“I need to get back where there’s service. My friend is really upset. Or in trouble.”

“But . . . but we were gonna watch the sunset,” he said in a tone that suggested we weren’t going to be watching anything.

“I—I know,” I stammered, “but my friend—”

“I’m sure your friend is fine,” he whispered soothingly, stroking my arm with one hand and maneuvering the other one around my waist. “Don’t worry. Don’t think about him. Think about us.” He leaned in. “Here. Now. Together.”

“Cam.” I pulled back as he leaned in to kiss me. “Seriously. Please take me back to shore. Now.” I had never heard Dev cry like that, and I needed to be in a place where I could be there for him.

“Come on, Libs, seriously?” Cam looked like he didn’t believe me.

“Seriously. Cam. Take me home.”

“Fine,” he snapped, sighing with frustration and pouting like a kid who’d just been told he wasn’t going to Toys “R” Us.

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