Becoming Charlie--Part One by K. S. Haigwood

Author:K. S. Haigwood
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kristie Haigwood
Published: 2017-12-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Dust particles floated like tiny fairies in the stream of sunlight that shone through the east window in my bedroom. As if afraid I would frighten them, I stayed perfectly still and watched the microscopic specs dance in the light spring breeze from the window that had been left open by someone other than me.

I probably should have been freaked out a little that Sean had carried me up the stairs and tucked me into bed. It was obvious he had, because my mom wasn’t strong enough to carry me up a flight of stairs, and I don’t remember waking up and walking up them myself, but for some reason the thought of Sean carrying me made me happy. Plus, I was still wearing the clothes I’d worn the night before.

The only thing I was upset about was the fact that I had fallen asleep while we were talking. He must think I’m a total rude cow—well, as rude as a cow can be, I guess. Maybe I was more like a cat. Cats were definitely ruder than cows. Was ruder even a word?

I giggled at the odd thoughts running through my early morning brain fog, and then laughed at myself because I had giggled. Giggled! I was acting so strange lately. I didn’t like girls who giggled, so it surprised me that I really liked doing it. I giggled again on purpose just to hear how ridiculous it sounded. Yep. Totally silly. My cheek muscles were definitely getting a workout from smiling so much this week.

I sighed as I rolled to my back, thinking about the night before. Sean hadn’t lied when he’d said he wanted to watch me talk to my dad. He had studied me with a curious expression on his face throughout our entire conversation. When I returned from taking the phone to my mom so that she could talk to him, I learned what had been going through that complex mind of his during the talk with my dad. He wanted to know everything. Was I afraid because my dad was fighting in a war? How often did I worry about him or think about him? How close were he and I when he was home? Was he good to my mother?

I answered all his questions and even asked some of my own about the relationship he had with his own dad. Though there weren’t many good things Sean had to say about his dad, we must have talked for hours. It didn’t seem like it. Time seemed to stop whenever I was with him. It bugged me that I couldn’t remember exactly when I’d fallen asleep. Had he asked me a question and I replied with a snore? I giggled again, despite being frustrated with myself.

I tossed my white comforter back and sat up. Everything was white in my room: the comforter, the daybed, the carpet, the nightstand, as well as the lamp and alarm clock on it, and the curtains that had been pulled open a little.

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