Run, Jonah, Run by Jonah Black

Author:Jonah Black
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780061756276
Publisher: HarperCollins

(Still Dec. 27, 11:30 P.M.)

Okay, so I just called home to see if there were any messages, and fortunately—or unfortunately—Honey answered the phone. She said Mom was with Mr. Bond and she was “indisposed.”

“Listen,” I said. “Have there been any messages for me?”

“What’s wrong, Llama Nuts, you sound like you’re in trouble.”

“I said, have there been any messages for me?” I repeated.

“You’re calling from Orlando,” Honey said. “Where are you, a hotel?”

“How do you know that?” I demanded.

“Caller ID,” she said matter-of-factly. “So you did go to Orlando after all. Oh, for crying out loud, Jonah, you aren’t meeting her at Disney World, are you?”

I just sat there for a second, amazed at Honey. Is there anything she can’t figure out? I guess I shouldn’t have been so shocked—I mean she does speak six languages and all. Still, I kind of hate the way I can’t keep anything a secret from her.

“Yeah, I’m meeting her at a hotel, Honey,” I admitted. “And she isn’t here. The front desk says there isn’t even anybody by that name registered. I think I’m being stood up.”

“Yeah,” Honey said. “Sounds like it.” It sounded like she thought this was funny. Like I was the most gullible sucker known to man.

“Will you call me if she leaves a message at home?” I said.

“You want me to call you?” she said. “Sure, I’ll call you. Give me the number.”

“You want me to wait so you can get a pencil or something?”

“I’ll remember it,” she said. Of course, Honey has a photographic memory. She can tell you the first names of the parents of the kids who were in her kindergarten class eleven years ago.

I gave her the number and then she said, “Listen, Scrote, you don’t sound good. Is Thorne with you?”

“No, he’s at a party at UCF,” I told her.

“When’s he coming back?” Honey said.

“I think tomorrow, but I don’t know. We left it kind of loose,” I said. Even I could hear the note of pathetic desperation in my voice. What a sad character I’m turning out to be.

“Yeah, it sounds pretty loose all right,” Honey said. “You have enough money to pay for that place? It’s got to be two-fifty a night.”

“I’m fine,” I said. “I’ve got money.”

“Huh,” she said, clearly not believing me. “Imagine that.”

“Okay,” I said. “I guess I better go.”

“Yeah, well. Have a good time, kid,” said Honey. “Enjoy your pizza.”

She hung up.

Sometimes I hate my sister.

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