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'Oh, I've got it on pause.' |
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'It's good to see you again,' she said, and gently squeezed Kara's shoulder. 'Been a while, hasn't it?' |
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'Since May first. You haven't sat for me since then.' |
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Trust Kara to know the exact date. 'Well, I came to your birthday party, didn't I?' |
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'Do you want to see the video tape? It's really neat. We can watch it right now. I'll go ahead and commit.' |
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'Suicide. Kill off Mario. I've only got two left, anyway. I think I'm jinxed. It's terribly difficult to concentrate with Mom running around acting crazy. She always acts crazy when she's going out.' Kara leaned closer and spoke softly. 'Dad doesn't even want to go. Of course, he never wants to go anywhere, but he really doesn't want to go to this thing tonight. I'd tell you the whole story, but I don't know it. Sometimes, they try to keep things from me. It's very annoying. I'm sure glad you're here instead of Lisa. She's OK, I guess. But she's a little weird around the edges, if you know what I mean, and she's constantly on the phone with her boyfriends. Constantly. It's very difficult to carry on conversation with her. Myself, I think maybe she hasn't got a lot of furniture in her attic.' |
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Denise laughed and shook her head. 'Boy, you haven't changed.' |
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Kara, beaming, raised her eyebrows. The fine blond hair of the brows barely showed, but the muscles above her eyes sent curved ridges and valleys |
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