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BlueSky: IOU 1. May even a robot bandage.
ChaseLondonSuperStar: UO me more than that. hurts like hell to hold my ski pole. ;)
BlueSky: Shouldn’t Lindsey do that 4 U?
ChaseLondonSuperStar: Dirty girl. Lindsey not here. come hold my pole 4 me?
BlueSky: Wheres Lindsey?
ChaseLondonSuperStar: idk. Miss ur sexy legs. hot tub calls. Ttyl.
BlueSky: KK
I text Lindsey, but she doesn’t text back.
She’s probably the one calling Chase to the hot tub.
Oh god. I want to die just thinking about it.
Which is dumb as hell, considering he’s her boyfriend. Of course she wants him in the hot tub. Of course he ran to join her when she texted in the middle of our conversation. Of course his suggestive comments about his ski pole are just a tease, just like they always are.
God, I need a brain scan or something. There has to be something wrong with me.
After the movie, Lily falls asleep, but I lay awake, staring at the ceiling. I swear I can hear the yearbook up there, the pages whispering across the floor above us, beckoning me to come look again. For me to be taken in by Dad’s familiar, trustworthy face, the one I’ve known since before my earliest memory, when he probably sat over my crib watching his new baby sleep, waiting for her to wake up so he could be there when she needed him.
When did all that change? When did he become the bad guy?
Just as I’m falling asleep, my phone goes off, startling me awake. I fumble it up and see that Todd’s calling, which is weird. We usually text. I glance over at my dozing companions, then whisper a hello.
“I just wanted to see how you’re doing,” he says.
“I’m okay,” I whisper, sitting up in the dark. “How’s Colorado?”
“It’s good. I miss you.”
“Oh. I mean, I miss you too.”
“Were you sleeping?” he asks, sounding concerned. I’m lucky to have a guy like him. No one has ever called me just to say goodnight. It makes me feel special, and also guilty that I texted his friend earlier, when I needed to talk to someone. I should have texted Todd. Maybe I can fall in love with him someday, if I just work on it a little harder.
“No,” I say, laying back down and turning my back on the others. “Well, kind of. But it’s okay. Tell me about skiing.”
“No, don’t,” Meghan mumbles from her sleeping bag.
“It’s…skiing,” Todd says. “I don’t want to keep you. I was just… Thinking about you, I guess.”
I can imagine him lying in bed too, all drowsy and big and furry. I smile and snuggle down under the covers. “Okay. Goodnight. Call me tomorrow?”
“Yeah, sure. Goodnight, Sky.”
“Goodnight, Toddy Bear.” I hang up and turn my phone face down on the floor.
“Dude, you call your boyfriend Toddy Bear?” Meghan says from her bed. “I might barf if I wasn’t so tired.”
“Shut up, it’s sweet.”
“Yeah, like when you barf up a margarita. That’s sweet too.”
“I’m going to sleep now.”
