Someone Knows Something by Christa Weisman

Author:Christa Weisman [Weisman, Christa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Christa Weisman
Published: 2019-04-18T16:00:00+00:00

Three weeks earlier

It was Chinese night, and Ethan’s turn to pick up for the family. He placed his order at the counter, their usual to go. Mr. Chung smiled at him and wished his family well as he congratulated him on last Friday’s win. He reached into the jar of fortune cookies by the register and handed one to Ethan.

“I think this one is just for you.”

Ethan took it with a smile and thanked the old man before turning to take a seat while he waited for his food to cook. And that’s when he saw her. Sitting in the waiting area, one leg tucked under the other as she twirled a loose string from the bottom of her flannel shirt. He smiled to himself as he took up the empty seat beside her. She was just a sophomore, but there was something about Lila Tourney that intrigued him. Maybe it was the way her nose scrunched up in frustration as she pulled on the yarn, not caring what others would think of the face she was making. Or maybe it was the way she walked in the halls at school. She had this briskness about her that made her look a little tough, like she wasn’t there to put up with anyone’s shit. He thought it was kind of hot. And maybe, to be honest, it was because she wasn’t a cheerleader.

“Hey, Shotgun,” he quipped when he sat down beside her.

She startled a little at the sound of his voice and then at the nearness of his body to hers. She looked up to see the teasing in his eyes and then felt sorely disappointed—he must have thought she was someone else. “Sorry,” she said with a shake of her head. “That’s not me.”

When he shifted in his seat to rest his elbows on his knees, she could smell the scent of Ivory soap on his skin and see the dampness of his hair under his Falcons hat. He must have just showered after practice.

He laughed. “No, I mean you. I don’t often see a girl shoot back a full beer in a few gulps.”

Her face blushed at the mention of the party she had seen him at a couple of weeks ago. She could still taste the bitterness of the beer in her belly; it brought a weird sensation up her throat. She groaned. “Don’t remind me.” But she was thrilled that he remembered.

“Picking up dinner?” he asked. He liked the way she turned her body toward him. She sure didn’t look that much younger than him.

She tucked a strand of fallen hair behind her ear. “Yeah, my dad has odd hours some days and isn’t the best cook.” Though he had tried many, many times, something she was proud of him for. But he often ended up burning, undercooking, or somehow ruining the meal. Their top drawer in the kitchen overflowed with take-out menus.

Ethan cocked his head toward her. “I forgot about that. It’s just you and your dad, isn’t it? I see the chief around but never really think about—you know, his wife.

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