Playing for Love by Mel Curtis

Author:Mel Curtis [Curtis, Mel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: IndieWrites, Inc
Published: 2019-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

After Trina extracted a promise from Amber to show up for dinner Monday night she left to get some sleep. For a long time, Amber sat in a chair in the living room and continued to study the Ego picture, but there were no more clues to be found.

“Expose Me. Wiggy Bottom. Heavy Suitcase.” Amber ran her finger over the words. It was so clear to her that Evan needed his big ego bubble burst. But how? “What does it mean, Dad?” Amber cocked her head as if expecting Dooley to answer.

She imagined she heard her father’s laughter.

There were two days until the Flash played next. Despite what Jack Gordon said, Amber doubted her impact on Evan’s game. But just in case, Amber couldn’t risk letting yesterday’s event – Evan activating his star power before she’d hit orbit – be the last interaction they had before he played again. Amber was going to have to face Evan Oliver alone tomorrow at the Flash’s practice. If she had to pick something to battle Evan’s ego, she’d choose the heavy suitcase route. She’d already exposed herself and her bottom (arguably not wiggy).

Maybe if she looked at one of the pictures with her name on it she’d be able to figure out her father’s cryptic code.

Amber set the Ego picture aside, but couldn’t bring herself to pick up one with her name on it. The question remained – had her father messed up her life? Or had she done that three years ago all on her own?

Too chicken to discover the answer, Amber went to the kitchen for a glass of water, then leaned against the doorway staring at her father’s legacy from afar.

She should call Blue. He’d know what to do.

Or he’d rub her nose in the pictures she was in.

Ixnay that idea.

Amber walked to the other side of the living room and set her water glass on the mantel. The couch holding the pictures was mere feet away. She needed reinforcements. She gave in and called Blue.

“Hello?” A raucous crowd drowned out whatever else Blue tried to say. He was out having fun while she was angsting about their dad.

“It’s Amber,” she shouted. “Call me back.”

Something banged against the living room window, sending the blinds rattling and Amber’s heart pounding. She held herself perfectly still, listening, reassuring herself that it could be a cat or a bird or both.

Bushes rustled.

Amber went for her purse and reached inside for her loaded water pistol. She yanked open the front door. “Freeze or I’ll shoot.”

Two men with cameras wound around their necks, one with a red cap on, bolted from the bushes next to the house – definitely trespassing.

Gun shooting streams of water, Amber pursued the paparazzi to the sidewalk, but they were faster than her gimpy gait and fled safely in a black SUV with a series of numbers on the plate she had no hope of remembering. Calling the cops would be a huge waste of time.

Amber limped dejectedly back to the house and locked herself inside, hoping she’d scared them away for good.

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