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I step into it I go all the way up to my knee. "I'm sorry, of course, you understand."
"No, that's okay."
A quiet pause settled over us for a moment when she said, "I get a little protective when it comes to those two. Ryan and Mark are the only people that have ever treated me as semi-normal. I swear there are times that Mark forgets I'm blind."
She paused for a moment to push her hair behind her ears. "He'll be eating dinner with us and he'll ask me to pass the salt or ask me if I'd seen the latest cute kitten sensation on the internet. When we play games he always tries to win. In fact, he will even cheat and seems disappointed in me if I don't catch him at it."
I nodded my head in understanding, then realized she couldn't see me and smiled to myself. "I understand. That would be pretty important."
"Ryan is my brother. He has to be nice to me. Mark's nice just because that's who he is."
Again, we experienced a quiet moment. I didn't really know where to go from here.
"To answer your question. Yes, he is good looking. But, I still say they would look even better in the right clothes. At least something from this century."
Amanda smiled. "So what about my brother, is he good looking?"
My heart stopped for a moment. "I, uh, think we need to finish putting this game away, then get started on dinner. Those coals will be ready soon."
Amanda simply smiled.
.o0o.
Ryan
The coals were starting to get that orange glow and to lose that lighter fluid smell I hated. My stomach rumbled thinking about the steaks I was going to cook. Mom had been saving them for a special meal, but I figured it was better than letting them spoil.
Amanda and Hailey were still inside talking. I wondered what that was all about. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.
"So, Ryan Hardy is cooking dinner for Hailey Martin," Mark said. "Not a sentence I thought I'd ever say. Hey, if you want, Amanda and I can go for a walk or something. Leave you two guys alone. You know so you can make your move."
"Shut up," I hissed. "Go back to reading your comics."
He laughed and turned the page. "Hey, you should ask her out."
"Mark, if you don't shut up I swear I'm going to burn your steak."
"No. I'm serious," he said. "Think about it. It's a perfect opportunity. She's got to feel all guilty and stuff, eating your food, hanging out here all day. Plus, she can't exactly say, ‘No’. It would be all uncomfortable for everyone and she wouldn't have anywhere to go except back to that cold dark house of her grandmother's. Like I said, the perfect chance. If you can't guilt her into it, maybe you could scare her into going out with you."
I ground my teeth. Ignore him, he'll shut up eventually. My mind, however, had other ideas. It started to evaluate what he said. Could I ask her out? This would be a perfect opportunity. A chance I was never going to get again, that was for sure.
An unbreakable rule. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. No risk no reward. My heart began to race at the idea of asking Hailey Martin out. Where would I take her? A movie? Dinner? Both?
Then reality sat back in. This was Hailey Martin we were talking about. Her friends would forget they ever knew her. Not only that. What if she said, ‘No’? She'd leave and I'd never see her again. Even worse, it would make her feel bad.
The thought of making her unhappy was like a splash of cold water on a hot day. It cooled off my racing ambitions.
"Why do you hate her?" I asked him. "She's been nice, helping out. Treating everyone right."
"I don't hate her. I don't even dislike her. She's a nice person."
"Then what is it? Why?"
He sighed heavily. "She's going to tear your heart out and leave it laying on the floor. She won't mean to. It won't be intentional, but it's going to happen. I'll end up having to clean up the pieces."
"I'm a big boy, I can handle it."
"Yea, right," he scoffed. "You'll bury yourself in your computer programs up to your eyebrows and not come up for air for a month.
"No, that's okay."
A quiet pause settled over us for a moment when she said, "I get a little protective when it comes to those two. Ryan and Mark are the only people that have ever treated me as semi-normal. I swear there are times that Mark forgets I'm blind."
She paused for a moment to push her hair behind her ears. "He'll be eating dinner with us and he'll ask me to pass the salt or ask me if I'd seen the latest cute kitten sensation on the internet. When we play games he always tries to win. In fact, he will even cheat and seems disappointed in me if I don't catch him at it."
I nodded my head in understanding, then realized she couldn't see me and smiled to myself. "I understand. That would be pretty important."
"Ryan is my brother. He has to be nice to me. Mark's nice just because that's who he is."
Again, we experienced a quiet moment. I didn't really know where to go from here.
"To answer your question. Yes, he is good looking. But, I still say they would look even better in the right clothes. At least something from this century."
Amanda smiled. "So what about my brother, is he good looking?"
My heart stopped for a moment. "I, uh, think we need to finish putting this game away, then get started on dinner. Those coals will be ready soon."
Amanda simply smiled.
.o0o.
Ryan
The coals were starting to get that orange glow and to lose that lighter fluid smell I hated. My stomach rumbled thinking about the steaks I was going to cook. Mom had been saving them for a special meal, but I figured it was better than letting them spoil.
Amanda and Hailey were still inside talking. I wondered what that was all about. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.
"So, Ryan Hardy is cooking dinner for Hailey Martin," Mark said. "Not a sentence I thought I'd ever say. Hey, if you want, Amanda and I can go for a walk or something. Leave you two guys alone. You know so you can make your move."
"Shut up," I hissed. "Go back to reading your comics."
He laughed and turned the page. "Hey, you should ask her out."
"Mark, if you don't shut up I swear I'm going to burn your steak."
"No. I'm serious," he said. "Think about it. It's a perfect opportunity. She's got to feel all guilty and stuff, eating your food, hanging out here all day. Plus, she can't exactly say, ‘No’. It would be all uncomfortable for everyone and she wouldn't have anywhere to go except back to that cold dark house of her grandmother's. Like I said, the perfect chance. If you can't guilt her into it, maybe you could scare her into going out with you."
I ground my teeth. Ignore him, he'll shut up eventually. My mind, however, had other ideas. It started to evaluate what he said. Could I ask her out? This would be a perfect opportunity. A chance I was never going to get again, that was for sure.
An unbreakable rule. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. No risk no reward. My heart began to race at the idea of asking Hailey Martin out. Where would I take her? A movie? Dinner? Both?
Then reality sat back in. This was Hailey Martin we were talking about. Her friends would forget they ever knew her. Not only that. What if she said, ‘No’? She'd leave and I'd never see her again. Even worse, it would make her feel bad.
The thought of making her unhappy was like a splash of cold water on a hot day. It cooled off my racing ambitions.
"Why do you hate her?" I asked him. "She's been nice, helping out. Treating everyone right."
"I don't hate her. I don't even dislike her. She's a nice person."
"Then what is it? Why?"
He sighed heavily. "She's going to tear your heart out and leave it laying on the floor. She won't mean to. It won't be intentional, but it's going to happen. I'll end up having to clean up the pieces."
"I'm a big boy, I can handle it."
"Yea, right," he scoffed. "You'll bury yourself in your computer programs up to your eyebrows and not come up for air for a month.
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