The Gold by Krista Wagner

Author:Krista Wagner [Wagner, Krista]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781621355380
Publisher: Clean Reads
Published: 2016-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The end of the school year soon arrived. Amanda, Jane, and Dad were all sitting around the kitchen table eating ice cream. The radio was playing classic rock. Jane was complaining. "Oh, Dad, do we have to listen to this stuff? How about I change it to some good music?" She rose from her chair.

"Sit down," Dad told her, shaking his head and smiling. "When's your last day of school again?"

"Tomorrow, Dad, remember? Don't forget Westen is going to be coming by a lot."

"It's pretty serious, huh?"

Jane's face lit up. "I'm in love."

He smiled as he took a bite of chocolate ice cream. "Oh, young love."

Jane's face grew serious. "Don't do anything embarrassing."

"Me?"

Amanda's mind started wondering about her secret treasure. It had been alone all day. "I'm going to go to my room."

"Love you." Dad blew her a kiss.

When she got to her room, she noticed Gold was perched on the windowsill. "What are you doing?" It was sad to think about. No matter where the pebble was, it still couldn't see. The sky was a beautiful shade of pink and orange; the colors cascaded off the yellow curtains, but it couldn't make out any of its beauty.

"Oh, nothing. Just waiting for you. It's so nice and warm sitting next to the window. I can feel the sun's hands." Amanda thought that was a funny thing to say. But what did she know about being a pebble? The world must be so different for it.

She went to the typewriter to start typing her story.

"What do you like to do?" it asked her.

"Like, for fun?"

"Yes. I hear Jane watching the TV a lot or talking on the phone with her friends. Do you like TV too?"

"I like to watch movies, like cartoons."

"What's a cartoon?" Amanda stopped typing, her eyes bright with an idea.

"I'll be right back!"

In the living room, Dad was bent over the coffee table, sketching plans for work. Jane lingered in the corner, her ear stuck to the phone, the cord spiraling across the floor.

"Hey, sweetie, what's up?"

"Dad, can we go to the drive-in this weekend?" He tipped the pen to his lips, thoughtful.

"The drive-in. Now that's somewhere we haven't been in a while. That's a great idea. Sure."

Happy, she whirled on her feet and hurried back to her room. Quietly, but with sheer excitement, she said, "You're about to see your first movie. We are going to the drive-in this weekend."

"What's a drive-in?" it asked. Amanda's heart tickled her, as if velvet clock hands were spiraling out of control. The questions it asked reminded her of how innocent it was. If it were human, she thought it might be a three-year-old for how curious it was. But those moments when it spoke with such wisdom also made her wonder how much older it must be. Figuring out its origins, anything about it, puzzled her.

"An outdoor place where you sit in your car or in a chair and watch movies on this big screen, like a huge TV."

"That sounds exciting, but.

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