Three Strikes (Four of a Kind Book 3) by Kellie Bean

Author:Kellie Bean [Bean, Kellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Patchwork Press
Published: 2017-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

School doesn't get any easier, but every part of my life that Rosie touches continues to get better and better. On one hand, I love learning everything I can about her. Rosie's favorite color is teal. She loves anything made from potatoes. Every screensaver or wallpaper she has is currently filled with pictures of guinea pigs, but she's never had a pet. On the other hand, even with a million more facts to learn, I feel like I know this girl implicitly, with every part of myself.

Any school day that ends with the two of us having to go our separate ways feels like a kick in the gut.

On Mondays she has to go to her dad's house for dinner. On this particular Monday, I end up walking home alone, because Rosie and I spent way too long saying goodbye beside the art room.

I'm halfway down Main Street, lost in my own thoughts when I notice a familiar blond ponytail bobbing up and down, not too far ahead of me.

Reece!

I break into a run, glad for the stretch of empty sidewalk, catching up to her within seconds. It takes my sister a second to notice that she has company.

"Hey, hey!" I say, a little breathless. "I thought you had practice today."

"Coach Wasserman is sick, so we got a surprise day off."

"Nice."

"Sure..." Reece answers with a shrug, still gazing up ahead. At this time of day, the town is full of people going about their lives. Mostly kids our age on their way home from school, but after a couple of years here, I can recognize Mr. Brown who has taken up his usual spot on the bench by the park. Tony, who works part-time in the convenience store on Spence Road, and part time as a cameraman for Kent's mom as she tries to start up a Fairview News Facebook page.

"Right...You somehow enjoy the whole sports thing. No soccer equals...bad?" I'm trying here, really working to get a smile from my sister, but she's not taking the bait. She's barely engaging at all.

"Everything okay?" I ask, wondering if Reece would have preferred if I'd stayed behind and left her to her thoughts.

"It's John stuff," she answers. Unlike Rhiannon, or even Reagan, it doesn't usually take a lot of promoting to get Reece to fill someone in on whatever she's thinking or feeling. That someone doesn't even always need to be a person she knows all that well. If she's got something on her mind, she's usually more than happy to share. "It's weird,” she continues, “There's this one random conversation we had back at the end of last year about soccer, about missed practices and skipping practice. I can't get it out of my head. Like, I know if we were still together, we'd be hanging out right now."

"You miss him."

"So much."

"Do you regret breaking up?"

Reece doesn't answer right away. Instead, we walk on in silence, turning onto Oakridge together.

Her answer comes slowly, with a note of finality in her voice.

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