Rage to Live by Shirley Anne Edwards

Author:Shirley Anne Edwards [Edwards, Shirley Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult
ISBN: 978-1-64080-210-0
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2018-05-29T04:00:00+00:00

I’D JUST finished calling Aunt Eloise to tell her I would be having dinner at the AGP house with some of the sisters and would watch a movie with them. She was perfectly fine with me staying there but still wanted me back by midnight, which I agreed to. It was much easier to let her believe I’d made friends with the sisters, because I didn’t want more questions thrown at me. But I expected some, especially with Jo in the background asking about me. She was probably going to be upset or maybe even jealous. If she was either, I would just have to deal with it.

Arielle left me alone in her room to get the pizza. I would never invade her privacy, but I checked out the pictures hanging on her walls and the ones on her dresser.

She didn’t have a problem with clutter like her sisters, or even Tris and Jo. No piles of dirty clothes or books on the floor taking up space. Her clutter consisted of a wide array of pictures with her and various people in different stages of her life.

Most of the pictures showed Arielle with her AGP sisters. Tris appeared in a few of them. The older ones displayed a younger Arielle from high school. I inspected one picture to get a better look. It was Arielle at her high school graduation. Her brother Will stood next to her. He didn’t have the hipster style yet, although he wore glasses. Near them were a much older man and woman. Those must have been her parents. Her father was white, her mother black.

This was the first visual proof that Arielle came from a mixed marriage. Her mother didn’t look like an alcoholic, but then again, I couldn’t tell based on the picture. Mrs. Forest was as beautiful as her daughter—the beauty gene must run in the family. Mr. Forest had an authoritative air to him. But based on his smile, and his arm around Arielle, he was proud of her. Love for his daughter shone in his eyes.

After Mom died, Dad wasn’t big on taking pictures. The ones taken before she died had been left at the house in the back of a closet collecting dust. Maybe I would finally have an updated one with both of us at my high school graduation. Or, at the very least, Aunt Eloise and her crew would pose with me.

Arielle would return soon. She’d been gone long enough. I set the picture back down, and none too soon, because the knob turned and the door opened. She entered with the pizza, with her phone to her ear. A disgruntled expression lined her face.

Dropping the pizza on the coffee table in front of the couch near the window, she rolled her eyes and tapped her foot.

“Listen, Dennis, I don’t care if Robyn came to you crying about me. What she and I had, and what we all shared together, is over. When I said, ‘let’s just be friends,’ that’s what I meant.

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