The Game: A Psychological Thriller by Cherie Mitchell

Author:Cherie Mitchell [Mitchell, Cherie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Unknown
Published: 2019-10-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Macy refused to believe that the driveway was blocked. She obstinately declared that she would go and check for herself. Naturally, everyone else followed and their breakfast was left as it was, half-eaten and cooling rapidly on the table. Macy flipped up the hood of her jacket and opened the door to step out into the rain-soaked wind gusts while the others crowded around the living room window to watch.

“She always was stubborn,” said Imogen as Macy braced her foot against the biggest branch and unsuccessfully attempted to push it to one side. The wind lifted her jacket at the hem and flung it up against her back. Bree saw that she’d missed a loop when she threaded her belt through the loops of her jeans. The sight of it was oddly poignant. Imogen nudged Bree with her elbow and she jumped, taken by surprise by the unexpected contact. “Remember when she refused to believe that the chicken curry we’d ordered for our The Bachelor binge-athon had gone off and she insisted on serving herself a plate full of the ghastly stuff? She was sick for days. She’s a cause and effect personality type.” Imogen seemed curiously pleased with this memory.

“A cause and effect personality type? What’s that?” Lily perked up, interested to discover something new.

“She likes to know for herself what will happen if she does one thing and whether that action will cause something else to swing into motion. Kind of a domino effect. Look, she’s coming back inside.”

“I guess she’s discovered that she’s not big enough or strong enough to cause that branch to swing into motion and roll off the track. No cause, no effect,” Collie said drily. She strode over and pulled the door open to reveal a sodden and sullen Macy, downcast and dripping all over the mat. “Wipe your feet, darling.”

Macy huffed and puffed but she stepped inside and pulled her boots off. She sat them neatly beside Bree’s boots before turning around to face everyone. “What? What are you all staring at?”

“Macy, come and have some breakfast,” Bree said, attempting to coax her friend out of her sour mood. “We’re stuck here for now so it’s best if we all make the most of it. We need to talk about last night. All of us together.”

Macy sucked in a deep breath. She pushed her hood back and angrily wiped her wet hair out of her eyes. “This weekend was supposed to be fun.”

“And we’re trying to get it back on track.” Bree hooked her arm through Macy’s and tugged gently. “Imogen has made a lovely big pile of bacon and eggs.”

Stella pushed her hands into the pockets of her jeans and walked back through to the kitchen ahead of everyone else. Bree and Macy followed, just as a flash of lightning lit up the room. Lily gasped and grabbed for Collie’s hand. “I don’t like lightning.”

“I love it.” Imogen remained where she was, close to the window, and gazed rapturously up at the sky.

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