Tell Me How This Ends by Victoria De La O

Author:Victoria De La O
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

Thanksgiving day, I wake up to find Jude already cleaning the house. He barks out some orders and then heads to the kitchen to start cooking. It takes me almost no time to finish cleaning and get the table set, so I invite my friend Jim over to shoot some hoops before he goes to his parents’ for turkey. I met Jim in tenth-grade biology. Thank God he was my lab partner, because he helped me pass the class. I returned the favor by helping him get a prom date with Rachel Martinez senior year, and we’ve been good buddies ever since.

I was happy Jim stayed local, like I did. He did two years of college, got a real estate license, and started working. It’s frustrating that I’m still in school and he’s driving a BMW.

“Dude, I sold that house over in Willow Glen, so I’ll take you to dinner this week.”

“The big one? That must have been good c-commission.”

We ease into playing, dribbling the ball and taking practice shots.

“Yeah, I needed it, too, because things have really slowed down.”

We start to play for real, and I shoulder Jim out of the way to score. He responds by outmaneuvering me for an easy layup and then heading to the sidelines for a time-out.

“I have to quit smoking. I can’t breathe worth shit when I play.” Jim leans over on his knees and sucks in some air.

“Yeah, no k-kidding. Hey, we should go to an Earthquakes g-game soon. Maybe invite Jude.”

“That would be cool. I thought you said you two had a big fight?”

“We got over it. He was f-feeling pissy because I haven’t been home as much.”

“You sure he’s not still hot for your girlfriend?”

Jim was one of the only people I had told about that, and now I’m not sure it was a great idea, because he keeps reminding me of the whole drama.

“No, he got over that a long t-time ago.”

“I don’t know, man,” Jim says, taking a drink of water. “Your brother seems like a simmerer.”

“I’m trying to get him to g-go out with a girl for more than one or two nights. It would be g-good for him.”

“And keep his hands off your girlfriend.”

I throw the ball at Jim, hard enough to make him take a step back.

“Damn, dude.”

Jim dribbles down the court, but it’s no use. I beat him six to two.

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