better.”
I forced a smile. “This helps a little.”
We sat at the table a little while longer, and then we had to head home so Genevra could start dinner. She called up to Tanis, who was hiding in her room as usual, to let her know that we were home.
“Do you need any help?” I asked her as she started pulling out some pans.
“No, but you can sit in here with me and keep me company.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at that. She didn’t usually want company while she cooked. I knew she just didn’t want to leave me alone.
Chapter Eleven
There was a knock on the door. I froze. Genevra looked at me and shrugged. “I’m not expecting anyone. Are you?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“Can you answer it? I’m kind of busy here,” she said, indicating the dinner preparations strewn about the counters.
I slid off the stool and wandered over to the door. I threw it open to find my other best friend, Tristan, standing on the other side. “What are you doing here?” I asked.
He pushed his sandy blond hair out of his eyes and offered me a wide smile. “Nice greeting. Can I come in?”
I stood aside to let him come into the house. “Sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you.”
“I know. I just thought you could use some friend-time.”
“You didn’t bring Cady?”
He frowned, shoving his hands in his pockets and rocking back on his heels. “Do you want me to leave and get her?”
“No! That’s not what I meant at all. I’m just surprised to see you here without her. I’m glad you’re here, and it’s totally fine that she’s not.”
I shut the door behind him and we wandered into the living room. This was the first time I had hung out with Tristan alone, not counting talking before and after class. I wasn’t exactly sure what to say.
Tristan sat on the couch. “I figured you could do without Cady’s… energy for a little while.”
I laughed as I sat in a chair across from him. It felt good. It was the first time I had laughed like that since Logan had… well, I still didn’t know what had happened. “You got that right! I love Cady, but I can’t handle too much of her right now.”
“So what do you want to do? Go to the beach? Go to the movies?”
I hesitated. “I’m not sure I’m up to going anywhere.”
“Then we stay here. Do you want to watch a movie here?”
“I guess… we’d need to go into the family room. There’s no TV in here.”
We got up and headed through the French doors connecting the living room with the family room. “Why don’t you go pick a DVD and I’ll get us some snacks?”
Tristan went over to the case where we kept our DVDs while I wandered into the kitchen. Genevra was still working on dinner. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to abandon you,” I told her.
“I’ve been cooking by myself for a long time. I don’t need help. I just like the company. Go watch a movie with your friend. It’s fine.”
“Okay, if you’re sure… I’m just going to get us some snacks,” I said.
I popped some popcorn in the microwave and dug some boxes of Junior Mints out of the pantry. I grabbed a couple of sodas from the fridge — diet for me, of course. I had to feed my “addiction”. Piling everything on a tray, I carried it into the family room.
Tristan was already sprawled out on a couch. He had fast-forwarded the DVD to the main menu and the music was blaring. “I know how you hate previews.”
Did I ever. Sometimes it was exciting to see previews for the first time, but after watching a DVD a million times with the same previews… you get the picture.
“Thanks.”
I set the tray down on the table and threw some pillows on the floor. I liked to stretch out on the floor during movies. It was one of the many reasons I rarely went to the movie theatre.
“What did you pick?” I asked.
“Lord of the Rings.” Of course. I shouldn’t have even bothered asking. Tristan was slightly obsessed with anything having to do with fantasy.
I picked up the
I forced a smile. “This helps a little.”
We sat at the table a little while longer, and then we had to head home so Genevra could start dinner. She called up to Tanis, who was hiding in her room as usual, to let her know that we were home.
“Do you need any help?” I asked her as she started pulling out some pans.
“No, but you can sit in here with me and keep me company.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at that. She didn’t usually want company while she cooked. I knew she just didn’t want to leave me alone.
Chapter Eleven
There was a knock on the door. I froze. Genevra looked at me and shrugged. “I’m not expecting anyone. Are you?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“Can you answer it? I’m kind of busy here,” she said, indicating the dinner preparations strewn about the counters.
I slid off the stool and wandered over to the door. I threw it open to find my other best friend, Tristan, standing on the other side. “What are you doing here?” I asked.
He pushed his sandy blond hair out of his eyes and offered me a wide smile. “Nice greeting. Can I come in?”
I stood aside to let him come into the house. “Sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you.”
“I know. I just thought you could use some friend-time.”
“You didn’t bring Cady?”
He frowned, shoving his hands in his pockets and rocking back on his heels. “Do you want me to leave and get her?”
“No! That’s not what I meant at all. I’m just surprised to see you here without her. I’m glad you’re here, and it’s totally fine that she’s not.”
I shut the door behind him and we wandered into the living room. This was the first time I had hung out with Tristan alone, not counting talking before and after class. I wasn’t exactly sure what to say.
Tristan sat on the couch. “I figured you could do without Cady’s… energy for a little while.”
I laughed as I sat in a chair across from him. It felt good. It was the first time I had laughed like that since Logan had… well, I still didn’t know what had happened. “You got that right! I love Cady, but I can’t handle too much of her right now.”
“So what do you want to do? Go to the beach? Go to the movies?”
I hesitated. “I’m not sure I’m up to going anywhere.”
“Then we stay here. Do you want to watch a movie here?”
“I guess… we’d need to go into the family room. There’s no TV in here.”
We got up and headed through the French doors connecting the living room with the family room. “Why don’t you go pick a DVD and I’ll get us some snacks?”
Tristan went over to the case where we kept our DVDs while I wandered into the kitchen. Genevra was still working on dinner. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to abandon you,” I told her.
“I’ve been cooking by myself for a long time. I don’t need help. I just like the company. Go watch a movie with your friend. It’s fine.”
“Okay, if you’re sure… I’m just going to get us some snacks,” I said.
I popped some popcorn in the microwave and dug some boxes of Junior Mints out of the pantry. I grabbed a couple of sodas from the fridge — diet for me, of course. I had to feed my “addiction”. Piling everything on a tray, I carried it into the family room.
Tristan was already sprawled out on a couch. He had fast-forwarded the DVD to the main menu and the music was blaring. “I know how you hate previews.”
Did I ever. Sometimes it was exciting to see previews for the first time, but after watching a DVD a million times with the same previews… you get the picture.
“Thanks.”
I set the tray down on the table and threw some pillows on the floor. I liked to stretch out on the floor during movies. It was one of the many reasons I rarely went to the movie theatre.
“What did you pick?” I asked.
“Lord of the Rings.” Of course. I shouldn’t have even bothered asking. Tristan was slightly obsessed with anything having to do with fantasy.
I picked up the
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