Sophie Katz 04 - Lust, Loathing and a Little Lip Gloss by Kyra Davis

Author:Kyra Davis [Davis, Kyra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mira
Published: 2009-03-31T04:00:00+00:00

14

You probably shouldn’t base an entire relationship on sex alone…but it might be fun to try.

—The Lighter Side of Death

IT WAS RAINING BY THE TIME I GOT HOME. THE CLOUDS HAD BLOCKED out the stars and the moon so now the only sources of light in the city were artificial. These were usually the kind of nights that made me want to head to the movies, but not this time. This time, the only place I wanted to be was in the comfort of my own home. I had driven around my block three times before pulling into my garage. The cars parked along the street were all empty and familiar: the Scion that belonged to the teenage girl two doors down, the van painted with the insignia of a stereo installation company of yet another neighbor, the gas-guzzling Hummer that took up two spots and made me want to become a guerilla warrior for Greenpeace. But there was no sign of either the electric car driven by Venus or the Mercedes I had seen Kane driving, and I felt confident that I hadn’t been followed. For this one night everything was as it should be, or almost. I noticed as I flipped on the living-room overhead lights that Anatoly’s jacket remained draped over that chair under my father’s picture, completely untouched from when he had left it yesterday. We had originally planned to go to a movie tonight, but I had forgotten about it until a few minutes ago and he certainly hadn’t called to remind me. I took my cell from my handbag and pulled up his number, but quickly changed my mind. After he called me with an apology I would admit that I had been both harsh and overly sensitive, but until he made that call I would have to give him the silent treatment. I wasn’t about to jeopardize my reputation as a stubborn, high-maintenance girlfriend by making the first conciliatory gesture.

I shrugged off my own coat and worked my way through the maze of boxes until I reached the sofa. Each unpacked box was a horrible reminder of how precarious my position was in this house. This wasn’t supposed to be a pit stop. This was where I was meant to end up.

I sat on my sofa and stared resentfully at the mess around me and then, without really thinking about it, I jumped to my feet and started unpacking in earnest. I was tearing the Bubble Wrap off of vases and trinkets. I threw books into the built-in bookcases. This was my place. It didn’t matter that I had only been here for a short while. It was mine, mine, mine, mine!

After I emptied a box I kicked it aside and went for another. More books were in there and I was determined to unpack every single one of them immediately. Unwilling to take the time to look for a pair of scissors I used my car keys to tear open the tape then tossed the keys toward the chair under my father’s picture.

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