This LullabyThe Truth About Forever by Dessen Sarah

Author:Dessen, Sarah [Dessen, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9783001126061
Goodreads: 7204902
Published: 2004-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

"You know," I said, for what had to be the hundredth time since I'd gotten to Kristy's house two hours

earlier, "I just think maybe I'll go home."

"Macy." Kristy turned around from the mirror, where she was examining the side view of her outfit: a short

red skirt, a black strappy tank, and a pair of sandals that could only be described as ankle breakers. "I told

you, there's no commitment for you here. It's just a bunch of us going out, not a big deal."

This was her latest version of the night's events. Every time I objected, it got more and more suspiciously

innocuous. The basic gist was that Monica and Kristy had met a couple of guys at a day catering job while I'd

been at the library who were, while not extraordinary, in Kristy's words, "promising." Both the guys worked delivering pizzas, so they could only meet up after curfew, which meant we had to wait until Stella dozed off

in front of the TV, then sneak out. I'd gotten recruited that afternoon after we'd worked a job, when Kristy

invited me over to spend the night. It wasn't until I was already there, under the impression we were actually

going to stay in, that I'd been informed that the guys were bringing a third and had asked Kristy and Monica

to do the same.

"I told you," I said, "I'm not interested—"

Monica, who was sitting by the window, about to light a cig-arette, turned her head. "Now," she said,

nodding out the screen at something I couldn't see. Kristy immediately moved over to stand behind her

chair, bending down to peer out as well, waving her hand to indicate I should come join them.

"What is it?" I said, looking over Monica's head. It was barely getting dark, and all I could see was the end of the sunset and the side of Stella's garden, several rows of lettuce and some daylilies, with a path running

between them.

"Just wait," Kristy told me, her voice a whisper. "It happens every night, right about this time."

I expected to see a bird, or maybe some unusual flower that only bloomed at dusk. Instead, after a second of

staring, I heard something. A thump, thump, thump noise that was so familiar, and yet I couldn't quite place

it. But I knew it. It was—

"Mmm-hmmm," Monica murmured, just as Wes came into view on the path. He was running, his pace quick

and steady. He was in shorts, his shirt off, staring ahead as he passed. His back was tan and gleaming with

sweat.

Beside me, I heard Kristy sigh, a long one that lasted all the way until he disappeared through a row of trees

and around a turn, where I could see his own house in the distance. "Good God," she said finally, fanning her face with her hand, "I've seen it a million times, but it just never gets old. Never."

"Come on," I said, as Monica nodded, seconding this. "It's Wes ."

"Exactly." Kristy turned and walked back to the mirror, bending in to inspect her cleavage. "I mean, there aren't a lot of benefits to living out here in the middle of nowhere.

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