Rosie Girl by Julie Shepard

Author:Julie Shepard
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2017-05-22T13:00:34+00:00

23

“I BLEW IT.”

“Blew it?” Irritated, Mary yanks the bedcovers from me, hogging them. It leaves my legs cold and bare. “You’ve got five hundred grand coming your way in two weeks, and you’re worried about having blown it with some guy who probably has his boxers pressed?”

I playfully smack her arm and drop my head on the pillow, exhausted. “Maybe that’s why I’m worried. Thanks to my dad, my future is taken care of. Getting into the Fashion House next fall—done. I don’t need a scholarship anymore.”

“You still have to get accepted,” she points out.

“I know. But now I can afford to look at other schools, too, even ones that don’t offer scholarships. And if things with Lucy really go south, I can afford to get my own place. So you see? I have the luxury of worrying about that sort of thing.”

“Whatever,” she says. I can tell she doesn’t share my logic. “Don’t take your eye off the prize. Because now we know there is one. Kind of worth it, if you ask me. All these years suffering through Lucy’s moods. Mystery solved!”

“Mac could be the prize, you know. Have you ever seen The Butcher’s Wife?” I yank the blanket, and Mary comes with it. She snuggles in close, strands of her chestnut-brown hair tickling my face. It’s only nine o’clock, but I’m already in bed, taking advantage of the peace and quiet while Lucy’s out shopping for a wedding dress and Judd’s at work. I think she knew better than to ask if I wanted to join her. Since the other night, the three of us haven’t spoken so much as grunted at each other. Fine by me. Besides, now I know the score. She’s only kept me around these past few years so she can cash in.

“Are you sleeping?” I nudge Mary when she doesn’t answer me.

“Well, I’m trying.” She opens her eyes and, in a flat voice, asks, “What butcher’s life?”

“The Butcher’s Wife,” I correct her. “It’s a movie about a woman who meets the man of her dreams and moves to his home city, only to find there the real man she was meant to marry.”

Mary lifts her drowsy head. “What’s this got to do with your situation?”

“Maybe this whole mess with Lucy, my dad, the will—it was all meant to lead me to Mac.”

“You’re fucking kidding.” Mary’s suddenly wide awake, her brown eyes glowing from the light cast by my nightstand lamp.

“I mean, even if things didn’t end so well this afternoon, our relationship can be salvaged. I can fix it.”

“Relationship? You’ve only known this guy a week! Come on, Rosie girl, I think you’re getting ahead of yourself here.”

“He didn’t kiss you, Mary. You don’t understand. It felt . . . right. Not like Ray.”

“You thought it was right with Ray, too. A week after meeting him at the beach, you were on this same road. Slow down.” Mary rubs my arm.

We did move fast. Since we’d met during winter break, we had another ten days before school resumed.

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