My Funny Quarantine by Rachel Abugov

Author:Rachel Abugov [Abugov, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781999187194
Publisher: Rachel's Kissing Books
Published: 2020-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“Okay. I’m skeered.” Mike opened the fridge and put the pies away, thankful that he actually had enough room for the two boxes. It was like playing Jenga in reverse. “What should I be doing? I mean, once the patriarchy is dismantled, I may be what the British call redundant.”

“No danger of that,” said Freddie with a giggle. “You’ve been too nice to me to be made redundant. Besides, I may need your amazing organizational skills.”

“Now I’m really worried,” said Mike, trying to keep his tone light. “And what’s with all the compliments?”

“I’ve always believed that you should say nice things to people whenever you have the chance,” said Freddie. “I know it sounds a bit – “

“Idealistic? Hippie-ish?”

“I was heading towards insincere. But idealistic works, too. The Caplanskys will compliment you to the hilt and then they’ll cut you off for the smallest infraction. You never know where they really stand, because they’re too nice to you and then they’re not nice at all. I think it’s a tactic to keep everyone off balance as much as possible.”

Mike was about to say that macking on someone’s boyfriend was hardly a small infraction, but his Better Self put the brakes on. After logging so much time with Freddie, he would be confident swearing in front of the Supreme Court that she did not have a mean bone in her body. In fact, it was the opposite. Let the record show, Your Honour…

“I believe you,” he said, after a long moment. “I don’t know you that well, but I don’t think you’ve ever lied to me.”

“Thank you,” she said. “It means a lot to me. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to call my bubbie.” She grabbed her phone and went into the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Mike strained to hear the conversation. Was Bubbie Rose into smashing the patriarchy? She was of an age to have been an ardent feminist, so it was theoretically possible. All Mike could hear was something about where various items were stored. It made very little sense.

Finally, Freddie opened the door to the bedroom. Her face was shining with joy as she went over to Mike and gave him a spontaneous little hug. He froze.

“Omigod, I’m so sorry,” she said, withdrawing from him like she’d just touched a hot stove. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable in your own home.”

“No worries. But I have to ask what’s going on. You look like you got some good news,” he said, trying to deflect from the hug. It had been way too long since he’d been hugged like that. Mike couldn’t remember the last time somebody hugged him out of pure joy.

“I did! I did! Remember when I told you that I ordered us face masks?”

Mike nodded.

“Well, they’re ugly. So, so ugly. They protect you, but they don’t represent you. If we’re gonna have to wear masks, they should say something about the person behind the mask. So I started thinking and I decided that I’m going to launch a line of designer masks.

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