Twisted City: (Twisted City Book 1) by Rebekah Vasick

Author:Rebekah Vasick [Vasick, Rebekah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Suspense
Publisher: Independently published
Published: 2019-06-14T05:00:00+00:00

At ten minutes past six, the buzzer sounds.

I amble my way over to the door to answer it. “Hello?” I call.

“I’m here,” Patsy sings.

“Come on up.”

I leave the door unlatched and continue helping Alice get the refreshments ready. As I retrieve a bottle of Coke from the fridge, she pours the last of the popcorn into a mammoth-sized bowl and starts eating it.

“What if we run out?” Alice asks, tossing another piece of popcorn into her mouth.

“We will if you keep eating it now.”

A wide grin spreads across her face. “But it’s so good.”

I giggle and set the bottle on the floor by the sofa. I expect Alice to set the bowl next to it. Yet she continues to carry it around with her like a prized possession. Even as I return to the kitchen to retrieve three glasses, the soft sounds of Alice’s crunching continue to saturate my ears.

“Hi,” a gentle voice calls from the front door.

I peer around the open cupboard and discover Patsy peeping through the crack of the front door.

“Hey, you made it,” I say, abandoning the glasses and skip to Patsy, tugging the door open. Once she’s inside, I embrace her. “Come and meet Alice.”

Alice stands a foot behind us, still with the bowl of popcorn nestled in her arms. “Hi,” she mumbles through a mouthful of popcorn. “Is it cold out?”

“Freezing,” Patsy remarks.

She’s adorned in her thick, mauve winter coat and a cream scarf wrapped around her neck.

“I love your hair,” Alice says, reaching out to cradle one of Patsy’s curled locks.

“Thank you. I’m surprised the curls have remained intact since last night. You and Eva look adorable in your pigtails.”

Alice thought it would be amusing to plait our hair today and crowned me Pippi Longstockings ever since.

As Patsy turns to admire my hair, I shroud it with the hood of my midnight-blue hoodie.

“Aww, don’t be embarrassed,” Patsy exclaims.

The buzzer sounds a second time.

“This should be the pizza guy,” I say, rushing towards the front door.

His voice crackles through the speaker. “Pizza’s here.”

“I’ll be right down,” I say.

I grab the twenty-dollar bill resting on the breakfast bar and rush out the door. As I skip down the stairs, I remember the ridiculous pigtails in my hair and tuck them in my hood.

The young guy, bedecked in a fiery red jacket and matching baseball cap, is gazing elsewhere when I open the door to greet him. He appears reluctant to be out in the cold, though I can’t blame him. It’s freezing, just as Patsy had said. His cheeks are but a few shades lighter than his clothing.

The moment the transaction is complete, he hunches his shoulders as he shuffles back to his car.

Despite wearing no coat or shoes, I remain standing by the open door. A flurry of snowflakes swirls in graceful spirals, creating a magical scene to our dank street. Hopefully, the snow will stick, allowing Alice and I to enjoy walking through it later.

A harsh wind blows, causing the flurries of snowflakes to shroud me.

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