The Key to You and Me by Jaye Robin Brown

Author:Jaye Robin Brown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2021-02-03T00:00:00+00:00

Kat

I freak the flip out. What does it mean that “we’ll talk tomorrow”? How is that going to go down? I’ll drive up to her grandmother’s house and wait like a good little Uber driver until she walks outside and then what? She’ll jump in the car and say “Hey, congrats on being queer. Here’s a rainbow friendship bracelet.”

And god, isn’t the number one rule of business relationships to NOT get involved with your clients? That’s what Dad says anyway, which I’ve always thought is his excuse for not dating, since pretty much half the town goes to his salon. I mean, Piper is my client. I could have waited to explore this till I left for college. But no, I had to go and open up my soul in a moment of weakness and now I’ll have to face the consequences of my reckless texting.

I want to talk to Elliot. But I don’t want to talk to Elliot. Besides, he’s probably out dancing it off at some club on the beach.

Emma is a possibility. She expects me to tell her before anyone, she made that abundantly clear at Random Pie. But what if the only way I can truly know is if I have an actual queer experience? Beyond fluttery feelings and the warmth of seeing people’s comments on Piper’s social posts I have nothing. I do not want to lay all my cards on the table if I’m wrong.

I start looking at Piper’s social media account again. And then follow the trails out to her other friends. Specifically @judith_judith. Which is where I see a photo of Piper hugging her horse, staring deviously into the camera, and the caption “Messed up the best thing.” The girl in the profile pic is super pretty. This amazing nimbus of hair and golden eyes and warm brown skin. Even a beauty mark like that old blond actress from the fifties. No wonder Piper wanted to “talk tomorrow.” Why would she be interested in me if she has a girl like that waiting for her at home? I guess this made it easier. Before she even opens her mouth, I can tell her that I’m stupid. That I don’t know her well enough to have feelings about her, but I do need someone to talk to about how I’ll know if I’m queer or not and that’s all I’d really meant with my texts.

I look at the clock. It’s almost midnight. She’s probably still up but maybe not. The last thing I want to do is send another awkward text. Tomorrow. I’ll wait until then. But in the meantime, I can’t sleep.

I wander downstairs to rummage through the fridge and am surprised to find my dad awake, hunched over his laptop at the kitchen table.

“Hey.”

He startles. “Oh. Kat. Why aren’t you sleeping?”

I slip across from him onto a chair and reach for a banana from the fruit bowl. “Can’t.”

He closes his computer. “Something going on?”

I shrug. “Thinking about things.”

“Is this one of those moments where I should pry? Or not pry?”

“Not.

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