Time Runs Away With Her by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-11-07T00:32:56+00:00

Chapter Twenty

“Look, I’m still into playing music with her, but Sam ripped off the peanut butter cups she gave Miss Odell,” said Suzanne. “She paid for her own and stuck the other two packages in her pocket.”

“Weird. She’s supposedly got tons of money,” said Bean.

“Supposedly? Look where she goes to school! Look where her family lives! When we were in Constant Karma, I think she swiped a bunch of incense sticks, too. She had them later and she didn’t buy anything. Why would she do that?”

Even though the air still had a bite to it, Bean was without her maxi coat for the first time since November. That was pushing things, but her old blue ski sweater was warm enough … sort of. “Ripping off stuff is messed up,” she said. “Yeah, why would Sam do that?” She stopped walking and put down her guitar, for emphasis. “And why wouldn’t you tell me about it?”

“I started to, on the phone that day. You were at Zak’s, and you’d just had It happen at The Park Store. And then there were those lovely two-novel term papers we were both obsessing on. I kept thinking I should say something. I don’t know––it felt sort of mean. Like telling on her or something.” Suzanne leaned her banjo case against Bean’s guitar case on the sidewalk and crossed her arms over her chest, pulling a rainbow-striped woolen shawl around her shoulders. She’d dressed for spring, too. It was pretty chilly to go without coats once you stopped walking. “Why is it this cold?” she said. “I was roasting in Social Studies.”

“Yeah,” said Bean. “I’m freezing, now, too. Anyway, I guess there’s a new rule: don’t go shopping with Sam. All we need is to do is get busted for looking like we’re part of the plan when she’s, um––liberating stuff.”

“I like Sam, though,” Suzanne said. “I get what she says about the boring girls at Deerwood and not having friends. Stormkill’s way cooler––but real friends? Seriously, how many real friends do you and I have? We have each other and our boyfriends. We aren’t exactly The Homecoming Queens or anything.”

“We are certainly not The Homecoming Queens,” said Bean, and tried to put The-Conversation-That-She-Really-Needed-To-Have With-Suzanne out of her mind. Our boyfriends, she thought. So what’s up with your boyfriend, Suzanne? She gathered her mane of red hair behind her head and stuffed it down the back of the ski sweater for insulation, but it didn’t keep her any warmer. “At least Sam didn’t get caught with the incense sticks or the peanut butter cups, for God’s sake. Of all the dumb things to steal!”

“Course she didn’t get caught,” said Suzanne. “It’s like Beth told me about her freshman year roommate: rich girls don’t get busted. Or if they do, they get off light. What’s that line from F. Scott Fitzgerald? And didn’t you even use it in your paper…about the rich being different from you and me?”

“It’s from a short story. I ended up not using it.

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