Snow Place Like Home by Olivia T. Turner

Author:Olivia T. Turner [T. Turner, Olivia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Olivia T. Turner Publishing
Published: 2020-11-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Mandy

It’s late in the night when the party winds down. There’s a crowd at the door saying goodbye as they leave. The lights are on, the music is off. It’s over.

But I desperately want this to be a new start. The start of something incredible with Ethan.

He’s on the other side of the room, watching me as he hangs back. We haven’t talked much since we fled the backseat of Mr. Hearst’s car. I haven’t given him my number. We haven’t made any plans to see each other again.

My stomach is in knots, wondering what’s going to happen as my parents come stumbling over. I grab my mother as she almost does a head dive into the plant and then I struggle to get her back to her feet. My dad tries to help, but he’s just as plastered.

“We have to go,” he says, sounding like a frog. His voice always changes when he’s had too many. “Judy, Steven, thank you for the party and Merry Christmas.”

My mother tries to say the same, but she burps and then giggles like a little kid.

“Come on,” I say as I grab her arm and pull her to the door.

Christine comes racing down the stairs with our jackets and helps my father get into his.

“Congratulations again,” I say to her. I’m so happy for them. Matt and she are going to be one of those happy couples who stay together until they’re both well past a hundred. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

She tries to help my mother into her coat but I shake my head. “Don’t. The cold air might help sober her up.”

I glance over longingly at Ethan, but he just stands there and nods back. It can’t end like this, can it?

But it does. There’s a nausea in my stomach and a pain in my chest as I walk outside into the cool air. My heart is breaking as I help my mother to the car.

I get them both into the backseat and then take one last look at the house, hoping to see Ethan coming out. The red door is closed with the wreath hanging quietly.

“Okay,” I whisper to myself as tears burn the back of my eyes. I guess that was it.

I guess he means more to me than I mean to him.

The door crunches as I open it. I sigh as I sit on the hard frozen seats and start the car. It’s so cold in here that I can see my breath, but I’m only thinking about the last time I was in a car. It was so heated and perfect with Ethan. And now, this…

“I think I’m going to be sick,” my mother says from the back.

“Can we stop at McDonald’s?” my father chimes in.

I drop my head, take one last look at the red door, and then back out of the driveway with my heart in pieces.

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