not need them.”
William scoffs and rolls his eyes. “If you knew these guys, you would totally get it. They put the lose in losers!”
“Come on,” Sadie pleads, ignoring her brother’s comment. “It’s only a couple of hours and you said your mom isn’t in town. She won’t even know you’re gone.”
William’s pointed stare makes Roseline laugh. “I would not want to intrude—”
“Heck no,” William cuts in, a rakish grin brightening his face. “You’d be doing me a favor. After the game I usually end up with a stiff neck.”
“From what?” Roseline asks.
“Ogling girls, of course,” Sadie snickers.
William’s smile is infectious as he raises his eyebrows suggestively. Roseline laughs. “So what do you say?” Sadie asks.
An internal war wages. Logic tells her that she should say no, disappear into her home and only come out for school again on Monday, but her heart yearns for more.
Vladimir stripped away her chance at a normal life. She never got to really live, to laugh and be carefree. Isn’t this why she came to America in the first place? To try to reclaim what she missed?
How bad can one football game really be? She could just try it once and if she hates it, which she fully expects to do, she will have a good excuse to bow out of any further adventures with Sadie and William.
Sadness sweeps over her at the thought of spending the night in her empty home. She misses Fane, her sister Adela, and the friendship they both offered her over the years. Is it so wrong to want that again?
“Perhaps, just this once,” Roseline concedes.
Sadie squeals. William hoots as he brakes for a red light. “So, I guess this means you might be around from time to time. Maybe you two should have a sleepover or something.” He grins mischievously. “You can paint each other’s nails, have a pillow fight, and talk about how amazing I am.” William ducks Sadie’s slap seconds before it hits.
Sinking back into the seat, Roseline grins, watching the siblings duke it out. She is enjoying herself so much that she is surprised moments later when she recognizes her house fly by. “Go back. We missed it. It is the one two doors back.”
William throws his vehicle into reverse, his tires sliding on the icy road as he backs down to her house. Sadie and William exchange a confused glance. “That’s it?” William questions.
Roseline nods, grabbing her backpack off the seat. “I assure you, it is not a permanent house. It was the only place we could rent on short notice.”
Sadie nods, still looking troubled as she notices the peeling paint and badly sloping front steps. Faded shutters hang at an odd angle, banging loudly against the wall. Instead of commenting, she whirls around, grasping Roseline’s hand. “You’re definitely coming tonight, right?”
“I suppose so,” Roseline laughs. She cannot help but be infected by Sadie’s excitement.
William looks pretty darn smug in the mirror. “Pick you up at seven?”
Roseline nods, ducking out of his coat. “Thank you for the use of your jacket,” she calls as she hops out of the backseat and runs to her front door, easily maneuvering the black ice clinging to the cracked steps. She turns back when Sadie sticks her head out through the window.
“Make sure you wear something warm. It’s gonna be freezing tonight.”
Four
Gabriel Marston bounces on numb toes, his gaze darting around the growing crowd. It’s a full house in the stadium tonight. Not a big surprise since it’s the homecoming game against Rosewood’s biggest rivals—the Stanton Greyhounds. It looks like everyone in town has come out to see the game.
But Rosewood’s team captain and star quarterback can’t concentrate to save his life. Not since he noticed her: the girl with amazing aqua eyes and skin as pale as the snow that threatens to escape the clouds tonight. Gabriel caught sight of her the moment he exited the locker room but the crowd swallowed her before he could
David LaRochelle
Walter Wangerin Jr.
James Axler
Yann Martel
Ian Irvine
Cory Putman Oakes
Ted Krever
Marcus Johnson
T.A. Foster
Lee Goldberg