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Valerie smiles, giggles, bats her eyelashes, cocks her hip and glances at my dad so seductively I almost puke right there in the grass.
“Sammy. Don’t you remember? I haven’t been to school all year. I got my G.E.D! I’m working at Gunther’s Law Firm as a secretary. I’m saving money. For us.” She winked at him, “But I do need to go.
Will I see you tomorrow?”
My dad shifts his weight and scratches his arms and replies, “I don’t know. I have to go down to the police station and get things settled with Tyler. I have some money saved and I may bail him out if I can.” My dad sighs with exaggerated compassion and rubs his forehead. “You know, do I agree with what Tyler did today? No. Absolutely not. Do I blame him? No. He wasn’t in his right mind. He needs help.
I’m going to make some phone calls to see if I can get someone to talk with him. It’s the least I can do to wipe away some of the bad blood between us.”
My eyes grew into tiny slits. Liar. Tomorrow is Thursday. He will be at Dilsey’s Pub for dollar long neck night. Besides. He hates Tyler with every fiber of his being. I’m pretty sure he would knock him out and toss him in the lake without a second glance. Valerie just smiles and places her hand on his cheek, completely oblivious to his dishonesty. A lamb to her slaughter. I fight the urge to dash out and pull her from his grasp. She has no idea her fate’s about to be sealed.
“You’re such an amazing person, Sam. I really don’t understand what Stephanie has against you.
From what she has told people at school, you would think you were a monster.” Her voice turns sugary sweet. “And you’ve definitely proven yourself to be anything but a monster.”
Oh you have no idea, do you Valerie?
He grabs her by the hips and pulls her close to him. His voice has turned to gravel and I recognize the predatory glare in his eyes. “That bitch doesn’t know what she has. But you do, dontcha baby,” he whispers. I could feel my stomach turning, my reflexes kicking in—I bite my tongue to keep from throwing up everything I ate that day.
A slow smile curves his face. “Come on. I wanna show you something.” Valerie’s eyes take on a shade of curiosity and that’s just enough for my dad to take the bait. He pushes some hair behind her eyes,
“What’s wrong, baby? Don’t you trust me?” Valerie giggles—a hint of uncertainty betraying the confident front. She nods her head and the deal’s done. “Atta girl,” my dad whispers loud enough for us to hear the hungry edge beneath his words, “Let's go out back. I have a special place just for us.”
And with that, they walk out of sight behind the corner of my house, my father’s hand tight around Valerie's arm in case she decides to change her mind. She looks around and I see her eyes. Her confidence shattered, she looks scared. “Sam, you’re hurting me.” She whispers with a giggle toward the end to soften the fear. I can hear her questions as they walk behind the house and I silently beg her to stop talking. Questions only make my dad antsy. I succumb to the revolt with my stomach, moving away from Kevin and throwing up everything I’ve eaten that day into the grass. As Kevin grabs my hair to keep it from falling in front of my face, I squeeze my eyes and heart shut from the image of my father walking out back with one of my childhood friends.
***
Kevin and I decide not to wait around any longer. I open my window facing the front of the house, crawl in my room, grab my backpack off my desk and turn around to leave, all without hearing a peep from Pacey.
“Mission accomplished,” Kevin says as I maneuver my way back out of the window.
I give him a half-hearted smile. “Can we just get out of here? Please? I really don’t want to be around when they come back.” I shudder again and fight back the nausea. Kevin grabs my hand and leads me to the sidewalk. For awhile, we just walk, each of us lost in
Valerie smiles, giggles, bats her eyelashes, cocks her hip and glances at my dad so seductively I almost puke right there in the grass.
“Sammy. Don’t you remember? I haven’t been to school all year. I got my G.E.D! I’m working at Gunther’s Law Firm as a secretary. I’m saving money. For us.” She winked at him, “But I do need to go.
Will I see you tomorrow?”
My dad shifts his weight and scratches his arms and replies, “I don’t know. I have to go down to the police station and get things settled with Tyler. I have some money saved and I may bail him out if I can.” My dad sighs with exaggerated compassion and rubs his forehead. “You know, do I agree with what Tyler did today? No. Absolutely not. Do I blame him? No. He wasn’t in his right mind. He needs help.
I’m going to make some phone calls to see if I can get someone to talk with him. It’s the least I can do to wipe away some of the bad blood between us.”
My eyes grew into tiny slits. Liar. Tomorrow is Thursday. He will be at Dilsey’s Pub for dollar long neck night. Besides. He hates Tyler with every fiber of his being. I’m pretty sure he would knock him out and toss him in the lake without a second glance. Valerie just smiles and places her hand on his cheek, completely oblivious to his dishonesty. A lamb to her slaughter. I fight the urge to dash out and pull her from his grasp. She has no idea her fate’s about to be sealed.
“You’re such an amazing person, Sam. I really don’t understand what Stephanie has against you.
From what she has told people at school, you would think you were a monster.” Her voice turns sugary sweet. “And you’ve definitely proven yourself to be anything but a monster.”
Oh you have no idea, do you Valerie?
He grabs her by the hips and pulls her close to him. His voice has turned to gravel and I recognize the predatory glare in his eyes. “That bitch doesn’t know what she has. But you do, dontcha baby,” he whispers. I could feel my stomach turning, my reflexes kicking in—I bite my tongue to keep from throwing up everything I ate that day.
A slow smile curves his face. “Come on. I wanna show you something.” Valerie’s eyes take on a shade of curiosity and that’s just enough for my dad to take the bait. He pushes some hair behind her eyes,
“What’s wrong, baby? Don’t you trust me?” Valerie giggles—a hint of uncertainty betraying the confident front. She nods her head and the deal’s done. “Atta girl,” my dad whispers loud enough for us to hear the hungry edge beneath his words, “Let's go out back. I have a special place just for us.”
And with that, they walk out of sight behind the corner of my house, my father’s hand tight around Valerie's arm in case she decides to change her mind. She looks around and I see her eyes. Her confidence shattered, she looks scared. “Sam, you’re hurting me.” She whispers with a giggle toward the end to soften the fear. I can hear her questions as they walk behind the house and I silently beg her to stop talking. Questions only make my dad antsy. I succumb to the revolt with my stomach, moving away from Kevin and throwing up everything I’ve eaten that day into the grass. As Kevin grabs my hair to keep it from falling in front of my face, I squeeze my eyes and heart shut from the image of my father walking out back with one of my childhood friends.
***
Kevin and I decide not to wait around any longer. I open my window facing the front of the house, crawl in my room, grab my backpack off my desk and turn around to leave, all without hearing a peep from Pacey.
“Mission accomplished,” Kevin says as I maneuver my way back out of the window.
I give him a half-hearted smile. “Can we just get out of here? Please? I really don’t want to be around when they come back.” I shudder again and fight back the nausea. Kevin grabs my hand and leads me to the sidewalk. For awhile, we just walk, each of us lost in
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