Hanging with my Peeps by Katherine Higgs-Coulthard

Hanging with my Peeps by Katherine Higgs-Coulthard

Author:Katherine Higgs-Coulthard
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781621354871
Publisher: Clean Reads
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


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I RANG Taylor’s bell and braced myself. If Jennifer answered the door I’d wedge my foot in before she could slam it. Sally answered, saving both my dignity and a potential trip to the E.R. “Taylor’s upstairs,” she said and pointed, like I should go on up.

I hesitated. “Is...Jennifer here?”

Sally gave me what might have been a no-thank-goodness look, but I didn’t know her well enough to say for sure. I found Taylor, surrounded by cats, laying out fabric scraps into tote-shaped formations. Her head bobbed along to Bob Marley.

“You like reggae?”

“Yeah, but it’s like the sewing—our little secret.”

I don’t know which surprised me more, Taylor liking reggae or Taylor telling me stuff Jennifer didn’t know.

I held a polka-dotted box out to her. “I brought you something.”

“Oh man, not another kitten.”

I laughed. “Just open it.”

Taylor set the box down on her comforter and lifted off the lid. Fabric scraps spilled out of the box. “Yay!” she cried. “Now I won’t have to figure out how to convince everyone that some designer deliberately paired avocado with periwinkle.” She brushed away the scraps she’d been working with and dumped mine on the bed. Cats batted at the scraps Taylor sifted through her hands like snowflakes. “Where’d you get all these?”

I displaced a few of Taylor’s furballs and settled onto the bed. “Friend of my dad’s.” I didn’t tell her that the “friend” was our neighbor at the Farmers’ Market.

“So, we’re meeting Josh outside the locker room at six. Wanna talk about what we should ask him?” I pulled my notebook from my purse and set it between the fabric piles. A marmalade cat pounced on it and chewed at the spiral wire.

Taylor told me a few of her ideas and I wrestled my notebook away from the cat so I could record them. By the time Sally knocked on the door to tell us we had to leave, we’d laid out fabric for six totes, filled two pages of my notebook with questions (half of which we’d be way too embarrassed to ask), and I’d secretly named three of her kittens.



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