“So, when we showed up, his wife, Moira, was nowhere to be seen. Carlie said she never met her – presumably because Moira can’t stand the thought of Carlie coming over. But Carlie’s dad was nice. He welcomed us warmly and took our bags inside.”
“His daughters, Morgan and Siobhan, are already in college, but they came home for the weekend, so we met briefly. Morgan just rolled her eyes behind Carlie’s back and left.”
“But Siobhan was actually kinda sweet. And very polite. She invited us inside and offer some tea and fruits, smiling constantly.
So we sat down in a dinning room and chatted.
Siobhan inquired about my hair, where did I have them done and stuff like that. Then, she playfully teased Carlie about her hair – something like she have it easy with her straight, silky red locks in comparison with our frizzy curls.”
“And Carlie lost it! Completely! She started yelling like crazy, claiming that nothing in her life is easy and calling Siobhan a judgmental prick.”
Unsurprisingly, the most uncomfortable silence followed. I could hear the clocks ticking. Nobody knew what to say, so they just stared at each other, half shocked, half furious. And I sat there, wishing for a meteor to fall on my head.”
“Lucky for me, Carlie calmed down while we were getting ready for the party. In fact, she completely forgot about the incident the minute she got dressed. It’s understandable, though – she looked like a freakin’ popstar. Honestly, I felt underdressed next to her.”
“So we got to the party, she introduced me to her friends, we chatted a bit and then we danced and danced and danced – it was so dope!”
“The music! It was amazing, like totally freakin’ awesome, since it was like an ultimate show of the most relevant DJs of Winderburg. But other than that, it was just a dance party, you know?
So after a few hours, Carlie went to order some drinks. She has a fake ID for situations like that, so it went smoothly. In fact, it went so smoothly that she never came back.”
“Long story short, she hanged out with the boy she met on a bar for the rest of the night. And Watcher knows where they were because I didn’t see either of them ever since.”
“No! I was with her friends, remember?”
“Although, they were practically strangers to me. There was a couple, or at least I thought they were a couple until the boy started hitting on me. You know, usual stuff like dancing just a little too close and staring just a little too long. He also touched me a few times, you know, ‘accidentally’.”
“He even followed me around everytime I tried to slip away. I asked him to stop and he acted like he didn’t know what I was talking about. The more I insisted the angrier he got, so…”
“…so, I ended up hiding in the bathroom, trying to call Carlie, but she wasn’t answering. So I called uncle Evander and he was so nice and came to pick me up”
“He and his girlfriend Kaya were really good to me. They fed me and let me sleep on their couch. Kaya even lended me her old T-shirt to sleep in. “
And in the morning, uncle Evander took me to the train station and well, here I am!”
“Not at all. Everything was as usual.
I did some homework with Seth, while Amon went out with that girl of his. Oh, and Aunt Devi started with her music lessons.”
“I think she enjoys it, unlike everyone else – Dante is a terrible musician at this point. But he’s aware of that and it’s quite funny.”
“He didn’t stop joking about it even after his lesson was over and we were having lunch in the garden.”
“And I got some work done on my science project. Aleksey came and helped me with some graphs, so it’s almost ready.”
“So yeah, like I said: just another ordinary Saturday.”