Stealing Bases by Anne Key

Author:Anne Key [Key, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781632169952
Publisher: Harmony Ink Press
Published: 2015-02-19T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

“WHAT DO you want to do for your party, Charley?” Mom is sitting at the kitchen table, reading some romance novel, smoking a Virginia Slims 100 Light, and drinking coffee.

“You’re up early. Everything okay?”

She nods, grins at me, and wiggles her eyebrows. “Your sister has a dentist appointment this morning. All is well.”

“Ah. Ew.” I grab a cup of coffee and doctor it up, pop enough toast in the oven for all three of us, and grab three eggs. “You want eggs?”

“No, baby.” She hates eggs, but I never do know whether it’s meaner to ask or not.

“Didn’t think so.” I scramble them up, get them going.

“So?”

“So what?” I have to get my pre-calc homework done today at lunch and I promised Meaghan I’d text her at seven thirty to make sure she was awake. Her school starts later than mine. Lucky broad.

“So, what do you want to do about your birthday party? It’s in two weeks and it is a relatively big one, yes?”

“What? I’m having a birthday? Are you sure?” Eighteen. Christ.

“I was there when it happened, so yeah. I’m pretty damned sure.”

I grin at her, roll my eyes. “You’re never going to let that go, are you? Poor, poor pregnant mom.”

“Poor hugely pregnant mom with your two-year-old brother hanging on my arm as I waited for your sperm donor to get home from the bar.”

“Totally not my fault.” I grab the toast from the oven and hand two pieces to Mom.

“No. No, the contractions, though? Totally your fault. The way you wouldn’t wait? Again, all on you. Hell, the fact that you were delivered on a Faubourg Marigny apartment floor by an old Creole witch that smelled of gumbo? I blame you.”

God, I love this story. “A witch?”

“Stringy wild hair, a gold tooth, and a mole on the side of her face that was shaped like Florida, I swear to God. She heard me screaming and Benny crying and came in, wearing nothing but a pair of cutoffs and an LSU bikini top.”

“You don’t remember that….”

“Say I don’t, girl! I remember everything that happened on the days my babies came!” She pushes a chair out so I can sit with my egg and toast. “Amy! Get up, child. Your sister cooked your breakfast. Now, where was I?”

“LSU bikini top.” Now she’ll talk about how I had a voodoo birth.

“Right, my little voodoo baby, born with this old broad chanting away.”

I crack up, because Mom starts doing her voodoo impersonation, which is funny as all fuck and Amy comes out all messy and grr. “What are you doing?”

Mom takes a puff. “Asking your sister about her birthday party. Come eat.”

For the first time I don’t know what to do—I want Kaylee to be there and Brant and Meaghan and everyone, but Kaylee doesn’t know about Meaghan. Nobody does but Brant, and he sucks at keeping his mouth all the way shut.

I wish I could have two parties.

“Let me think about it. I don’t want something big.”

Mom gives me a look, her head tilting.

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