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Will and I walk the five minutes from the bookstore.
“How was your first adventure away from home?” he asks, holding the door for me as we exit the store.
“Um…it was fine. Shopping, lunch, girl stuff. What movie are we seeing?” I ask changing the subject from me.
“I think it’s some parody movie. It should be stupid enough. Is that ok?”
“Yeah, that’s perfect actually.” I could use something I don’t have to get emotionally involved in. My emotions are on enough of a roller coaster as it is being around Will right now. “How’s the project going with Luke? Making any headway? He won’t let me look down there, so don’t give me any details of the project.”
“It’s going pretty well. He has a lot he wants to do, so it’s going to take a while. Guess that means I’ll be in your way for a while.” He smiles at me for what seems like eternity and I feel my heart in my throat. Why does he look at me that way? I’m sure he’d stop if he knew the effect he was having.
“Guess so,” I chuckle awkwardly. There is no way Will Meyer could ever be in my way.
“Can I ask you something?” he asks.
“Sure.” I can feel his eyes on me but don’t turn my head to meet his gaze. Walking and talking with Will takes a heightened measure of concentration.
“Mr. and Mrs. Weston, they’re your uncle and aunt, right?”
“Yes…that’s right.”
“So…um…why do you call them Luke and Claire?” He’s certain to have picked up on this considering the amount of time he’s at the house. His question leads me to believe he thinks I’m being rude, which I can’t stand.
“Hmmm…well…” I’m not sure how to explain the rift that had been the only relationship I knew between the adults in my family, which led to the estrangement of my uncle and aunt.
“I know you didn’t really know them until you came here, but, they’re still your family,” he qualifies. There’s a conviction in his voice that confirms my suspicion that he thinks I’ve been rude to Luke and Claire. There’s no way to explain without opening myself up to him. I don’t think I can do that. I don’t think he really wants me to open up either. He’s probably just correcting me so my etiquette will be more appropriate for my new surroundings. I have heard that people in the South place a higher level of importance on proper etiquette.
“It’s complicated,” is my best first answer.
“I’m sorry,” he says, turning his head. I can’t tell if he thinks he’s been intrusive or is giving up.
“It’s ok…really.” I want to be able to tell him, to form the words , but I don’t even know myself. The more time I spend with Luke and Claire the more I’m utterly confused as to why my parents didn’t have a relationship with them. It makes me wonder what they would think about me living with them now.
I don’t say anything else about it and Will doesn’t ask.
We arrive at the theater and get our tickets. We’re the first ones there, which makes me glad. Standing there with Will makes me feel like his friends are joining us somehow and I don’t feel like a complete outsider.
We’re settled into our waiting for just a few minutes when I see Will’s friends from the Village Green concert approaching. They meet us and the introductions begin.
Chapter 6
I am immediately and uncomfortably aware that we are equally paired off, three boys and three girls. Will smiles at me, but then I think he must notice my discomfort and his smile fades. He turns his attention back to his friends awkwardly.
Oh, god. What if Will thinks I think this is a date?
I have a fleeting thought of trying to telepathically tell Will I have not made that presumption; to tell him that logically I know that if he hadn’t run into me in the bookstore it would have been the five of them, and there’s no way that was any kind of date. Even more logically that I know there’s no way on God’s green Earth that Will Meyer would
“How was your first adventure away from home?” he asks, holding the door for me as we exit the store.
“Um…it was fine. Shopping, lunch, girl stuff. What movie are we seeing?” I ask changing the subject from me.
“I think it’s some parody movie. It should be stupid enough. Is that ok?”
“Yeah, that’s perfect actually.” I could use something I don’t have to get emotionally involved in. My emotions are on enough of a roller coaster as it is being around Will right now. “How’s the project going with Luke? Making any headway? He won’t let me look down there, so don’t give me any details of the project.”
“It’s going pretty well. He has a lot he wants to do, so it’s going to take a while. Guess that means I’ll be in your way for a while.” He smiles at me for what seems like eternity and I feel my heart in my throat. Why does he look at me that way? I’m sure he’d stop if he knew the effect he was having.
“Guess so,” I chuckle awkwardly. There is no way Will Meyer could ever be in my way.
“Can I ask you something?” he asks.
“Sure.” I can feel his eyes on me but don’t turn my head to meet his gaze. Walking and talking with Will takes a heightened measure of concentration.
“Mr. and Mrs. Weston, they’re your uncle and aunt, right?”
“Yes…that’s right.”
“So…um…why do you call them Luke and Claire?” He’s certain to have picked up on this considering the amount of time he’s at the house. His question leads me to believe he thinks I’m being rude, which I can’t stand.
“Hmmm…well…” I’m not sure how to explain the rift that had been the only relationship I knew between the adults in my family, which led to the estrangement of my uncle and aunt.
“I know you didn’t really know them until you came here, but, they’re still your family,” he qualifies. There’s a conviction in his voice that confirms my suspicion that he thinks I’ve been rude to Luke and Claire. There’s no way to explain without opening myself up to him. I don’t think I can do that. I don’t think he really wants me to open up either. He’s probably just correcting me so my etiquette will be more appropriate for my new surroundings. I have heard that people in the South place a higher level of importance on proper etiquette.
“It’s complicated,” is my best first answer.
“I’m sorry,” he says, turning his head. I can’t tell if he thinks he’s been intrusive or is giving up.
“It’s ok…really.” I want to be able to tell him, to form the words , but I don’t even know myself. The more time I spend with Luke and Claire the more I’m utterly confused as to why my parents didn’t have a relationship with them. It makes me wonder what they would think about me living with them now.
I don’t say anything else about it and Will doesn’t ask.
We arrive at the theater and get our tickets. We’re the first ones there, which makes me glad. Standing there with Will makes me feel like his friends are joining us somehow and I don’t feel like a complete outsider.
We’re settled into our waiting for just a few minutes when I see Will’s friends from the Village Green concert approaching. They meet us and the introductions begin.
Chapter 6
I am immediately and uncomfortably aware that we are equally paired off, three boys and three girls. Will smiles at me, but then I think he must notice my discomfort and his smile fades. He turns his attention back to his friends awkwardly.
Oh, god. What if Will thinks I think this is a date?
I have a fleeting thought of trying to telepathically tell Will I have not made that presumption; to tell him that logically I know that if he hadn’t run into me in the bookstore it would have been the five of them, and there’s no way that was any kind of date. Even more logically that I know there’s no way on God’s green Earth that Will Meyer would
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