-On va monter, Samantha et moi, intervient Jase en me prenant la main. Pour, euh, pour nourrir les animaux.
-C'est comme ça qu'on appelle ça, de nos jours? demande Alice d'une voix langoureuse.
-Alice! lance Mme Garrett alors que nous nous hâtons de rejoindre le calme relatif de la chambre de Jase.
Comment a-t-elle pu oublier? Je suis un peu vexée. Moi, je me souviens de tous les détails de sa vie amoureuse, y compris de cet été catastrophique, il y a deux ans, quand elle est sortie avec trois frères, brisant le cœur de deux d'entre eux avant de se faire complètement briser le sien par le troisième.
“He instantly covers my fingers with his own, giving me his slow, intoxicating smile. I feel a pang, as though I'm handing over a part of myself I've never offered before.”
“You're walking along on this path, dazzled by how perfect it is, how great you feel, and then just a few forks in the road and you are lost in a place so bad you never could have imagined it.”
“You have to kiss me," I find myself saying.
"Yeah." He leans closer. "I do.”
“Maybe if I can just sleep for a hundred years, I'll wake up in a better story.”
“Is Jase already gonna marry you?”
I start coughing again. “Uh, No. No, George. I’m only seventeen.” As if that’s the only reason we’re not engaged.
“I’m this many.” George holds up four, slightly grubby fingers. “But Jase is seventeen and a half. You could. Then you could live in here with him. And have a big family.”
Jase strides back into the room, of course, midway through this proposition. “George. Beat it. Discovery Channel is on.”
George backs out of the room but not before saying, “His bed’s really comfortable. And he never pees in it.”
"It's all good. My body is singing happy my days are full of good moments, my life feels more than it ever has been before. Ant that can be I learn how it happens. You're walking along on this path, dazzled by how perfect if is, how great you feel, and then just a few forks in the road and you are lost in a place so bad you never could imagined it."
George gives me a smile, the same dazzling sweet smile as his big brother, although, at this point, with green teeth. "I might marry you," he allows "Do you want a big family?"
“I sit up, edge over close to my window, and push it open, slipping one leg in, then the next, turning back to Jase. “Come on.”
His smile flashes in the gathering dark as his eyebrows lift, but he climbs carefully in as I lock my bedroom door.
“Be still,” I tell him. “Now I’m going to learn all about you.”
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