Tuesday Night Miracles by Kris Radish

Author:Kris Radish [Radish, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 978-0-345-53241-1
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2012-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

29

The Blue Dot

Karen has been trying for three days to have a conversation with Grace that lasts more than three seconds. She’s worried about her best friend, and she also misses her very much.

Grace has been limping through her house as if she’s on a major deadline. She has taken an afternoon off to try and get her house and a small portion of her life organized and, truth be told, she’s trying hard to be more gentle with herself. It doesn’t help that she tripped at work and twisted the foot that was already injured. Thanks a lot, universe.

When Grace finally answers her cellphone, she does so because she needs to sit down and take a break. Her foot is swelling, there’s a river of sweat rolling off her face and back, and she can feel the damn headache about to start punching her in the side of the head.

“Baby!” she shouts as she pushes her phone’s on button.

“Don’t baby me, you jackass. I miss you! Can we talk for a while?”

“Excellent idea. Kelli has disappeared, and I’m trying to get some order in my life over here.”

“Good luck with that, Ms. Calamity.” Karen chuckles and immediately Grace’s spirits lift.

Grace imagines that the whole world sees her this way. A bumbling nurse who has two wild daughters, a front yard that looks as if it’s been blown up in the war, a car that needs a muffler, and a heart that needs so much TLC it’s a wonder she can smile.

“Gosh, Karen, I am one exhausted lady.”

“I wouldn’t call you a lady but you are a great woman, even if you don’t think so. Ladies wear nylons and stuff. They also use hair spray and place mats. You ain’t no lady.”

Grace laughs at her wicked friend. Where would she be without Karen? Karen with the eager smile who always seems to know exactly when to call, what she needs, how to lift her spirits. No man has ever made her feel this way. Maybe there’s something to this lesbian thing.

“Have I told you lately that I love you?” Grace says, still laughing.

“Absolutely not. You’re usually too busy spying on Kelli.”

“Your turn is coming.”

“Yes, it is. I can smell it in the air. Daughter number one got her first period.”

“Seriously?”

“Can’t you hear me sobbing all the way over there?”

“Did you have the party?”

The party is something Grace did with both of her daughters. When they started menstruating, Grace dropped everything. Unfortunately they both started their periods while they were at school and, fortunately, they both called Grace, who rushed to pick them up even though she was at work. Then they celebrated their entrance into womanhood by going out to eat, holding hands, talking about how glorious it is to be a woman. Those days seem like hundreds of years ago now. Hundreds and hundreds.

“That’s part of the reason why I’m calling. She wants you to celebrate with us.”

Grace sits up in her chair and drops her throbbing foot onto the floor.

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