Tiffany and Tiger's Eye by Foxglove Lee

Author:Foxglove Lee [Lee, Foxglove]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: magic, the 80s, lgbtq, canadian historical fiction, evil doll, paranormal young adult fiction, children of incarcerated parents, first romantic lesbian love, lesbians coming of age, mysterious family drama
Publisher: Rainbow Crush
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I’d never considered breaking into a house before. It wasn’t something I planned. The screen just lifted out so easily, and the kitchen window opened right up. That mansion cottage was built to be burgled.

The kitchen… Wow! I’d never seen anything like it. The fridge had an icemaker and two doors that opened up in the middle. But it didn’t have any food inside, except fancy condiments and jams. There was nothing in the freezer but ice and gourmet coffee beans.

Their dishes were beautiful, with little flowers painted around the sides and gold all along the edges. Not much in the cupboards except some crackers and olives, odds and ends like that, but I took the lack of food as a sign that nobody was likely to come barrelling through the front door any time soon.

This probably sounds really juvenile, but I guess I was playing house, pretending the cottage was mine. I owned it and everything inside—all the modern chrome furniture, the glass-top table, the white leather sofa. Everything.

In the foyer, there was a circular staircase that led to a multitude of bedrooms and studies. They were all so fancy, each room grander than the last, more stuffy and formal than the modern rooms downstairs. The only exception was the master bedroom, which was gigantic. It kind of combined old and new. The bed had a headboard made from chrome and a white sort of Plexiglas, but the trunk at the foot of the bed looked as old as the hills.

There was no door to the en suite bathroom. It was separated from the master bedroom only by a wall of glass blocks. When I walked inside, I felt like I was entering some kind of mythic ice palace.

The bathroom was almost as big as the bedroom, and almost everything was made of frosted glass. Well, not the toilet, and not the tub. The shower stall was completely separate from the bath, which was an in fact an indoor Jacuzzi. I turned on the faucet and it sputtered a few times, choking out copper-coloured liquid. After a little while, the water ran clear, and I flipped the switch to plug it.

When I stripped out of my sweat-soaked clothes, I realized my period had been even heavier than I’d thought. Blood had soaked through the edges of my aunt’s giant underwear and into the lime green spandex Tiffany had loaned me. My head buzzed. I was so embarrassed that I tossed them in the frosted glass sink and filled it with hot water. I could only hope a woman visited this cottage and left some pads.

Falling to my knees, I yanked open the cupboard doors beneath the sink. Heaven! Yes, there were pads, and they were name brands—the “super-absorbent” thin ones with wings. They were so much more expensive than the lumpy kind my mom bought. I never thought I wanted to be rich, but imagine being able to buy the best of everything? It was unfathomable.

When the huge tub was nearly full, I slipped into the warm water and turned on the jets.

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