Nerve

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Categories: Fiction
“Congratulations.”
I skip along the sidewalk. When’s the last time I skipped? First grade? “Thanks for being my wingman, Tommy. I couldn’t have done it without you. If you were a girl, I’d lend you m
...y prize shoes.”
His smile fades a little. “Uh, thanks?”
“You know what I mean. You’re awesome!” I get into my car. “Wish we could celebrate or something, but you know my parents.”
“Yeah. See you tomorrow.” He hovers for a moment, as if he’s waiting for me to say something more, and then, with an embarrassed shrug, he helps me close my door.
On the way home, I turn the radio up loud and sing along with a country singer about how she takes revenge on the man who’s done her wrong. Why are songs like that so fun? When I pull into the garage, I even have a minute to spare. Perfect. I waltz through the back hallway, tempted to shout the words to “Everything’s Coming up Roses” from Gypsy, but that would invite too many questions from Mom, who’s sitting in the living room pretending to read a book.
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