Surviving Adam Meade by Shannon Klare

Author:Shannon Klare
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends

11

Trips

“Hey, hun. How was Riley’s?”

I dropped my bag beside the door and crossed the living room. It was Saturday. My mom was sprawled on the couch with the cooking channel blaring on the screen and a notepad on her lap. The notepad meant she was trying a new recipe. If we were lucky, she’d forget she wrote it down.

“It was fine,” I answered, taking a seat in my dad’s recliner. “Dad at the field house?”

“Yeah. He and Case left earlier,” she said. “Think they left pancakes on the stove, if you’re hungry.”

“I’m good.”

I glanced at the television, but my mom paused it. She tossed the notepad beside the remote, then shifted so she was facing me.

“Spoke to your dad last night,” she said, smiling. “I’ve been trying not to call you until you got home, but we found a solution.”

“A solution for what?” I asked, arching a brow.

“The Baker Heights trip,” she answered. “We can go in three weeks. We’ll make it a girls’ trip.”

My heart quickened, and I immediately looked at the bracelet wrapped around my wrist. I begged for this trip, paid my dues to get this trip, but I wasn’t excited. I should’ve been excited.

“Thanks,” I said, forcing a smile.

“You’re welcome.”

She relaxed into the cushions and resumed the television. I stayed there with her, absently watching the rest of the cooking show while I tried to convince myself that I was excited. I couldn’t do it.

“Mom,” I said as she finished jotting the recipe.

“Yeah?”

“Don’t get mad, but I don’t know if I want to go anymore.” Her attention darted upward. “I’ve been trying to get over the move,” I continued, fidgeting with my bracelet, “and I’ve been trying to get over Seth. I feel like I’m getting to a place where I can do that. I’m moving on. Visiting Baker Heights would be three steps backward, right?”

She sat there a minute, her eyes on me. The last time I got this look was when I told her I wanted go blond. She looked cautious, filled with things she wanted to say but worried about my reaction.

“What?” I asked, grabbing a throw pillow. “You think it would be better if I went?”

“No,” she answered. “I think you’re making the right choice. Baker Heights is in the past, and you need to keep moving forward, but this doesn’t change that I owe you a trip. A deal is a deal, and you’ve kept your side of the bargain. If you don’t want to go, we’ll find another option. I think I might already have one.”

“Really?”

She nodded and grabbed her phone from the end table. Two seconds later, she had it to her ear. “Mark,” she said, addressing my dad.

I stared at her, brow furrowed.

“Think you can get another ticket for that trip?” she continued. I could hear my dad’s muffled voice on the other end of the line. I couldn’t hear his response, but a slow smile spread across her face. “Great. Yeah, it’s for her. No. No. We’ll talk about it later.

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