The Departed by Templeton J. A

Author:Templeton, J. A. [Templeton, J. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
ISBN: 9781480180512
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-04-24T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Megan sat a bowl of chocolate ice cream in front of her little brother. Only five years old, he looked nothing at all like Megan. He had platinum blond hair and clear blue eyes, and they also had different last names. In fact, he looked like he could be Cass’s little brother instead of Megan’s.

Her mom had been getting ready for work in the only bathroom in the trailer that sat on the family friend’s property. I could tell Megan was embarrassed the second we walked in, grabbing three empty beer bottles off the coffee table, and emptying an overflowing ashtray into the full trashcan. “Jesus, like it would bloody kill her to clean up after herself.”

Her brother glanced at her, large blue eyes wide. “You want me to help you clean?”

She ruffled his hair and smiled. “No, you just eat your ice cream.”

Immediately, he relaxed, sitting back on the well-worn orange couch and digging into his ice cream.

She motioned for me to follow her into the dining room, where I took a seat in one of the three chairs at the small table. Megan decided her house would be the best place to discuss the specifics about Saturday’s search for Laria’s grave. Plus, she had to watch her little brother again while her mom worked.

“I’m glad we have a few minutes before everyone else shows up,” she said, taking a seat across from me, glancing toward her brother, who was completely consumed with the cartoon he was watching.

“I’m freaking out a bit, and I had some questions for you. Questions I’ve been afraid to ask until now.”

“You can ask me anything.”

“Can she kill me?” she blurted, keeping her voice low enough that her brother couldn’t hear.

I swallowed past the knot in my throat. “I don’t know.”

“That’s hardly reassuring.”

I wasn’t going to lie to her. All my friends had seen what had happened at the football game last night.

Something hit the floor with a bang in another room. “Motherfucker,” a woman shouted, and my eyes widened.

Megan closed her eyes and sighed. “She’s so embarrassing.”

“I can’t find a goddamn thing in this house!” her mom shouted. “What bloody time is it, Megan?”

“Quarter ’til, Mum.”

This was the first time I was meeting Megan’s mom and I was anxious. She hadn’t talked about her much.

A petite, overly-tanned woman, with thin bleached hair that fell to the middle of her back, walked out into the dining room wearing skin-tight jeans and a white wife-beater with a black bra underneath. A pair of black motorcycle boots finished off the outfit.

“You’re wearing my jeans again,” Megan said, sounding disgusted.

I’d always been amused when I saw an older woman trying to look younger by wearing clothes from the junior department, but I’d never really known that mom personally…until now. Megan had forewarned me about her mom acting like she was young. In her prime, she must have been a total hottie, but time and a hard life had caught up with her.

She grabbed a pack of

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