Week 6
Sunday
Autumn
It was 1 a.m. the next day when I walked into the living room of my now dark house. It had been a long night. Someone flicked a lamp on. The room was flooded with light.
"Hi honey," my dad said.
This meant he was now awake. He had this uncanny ability to wake up when I came home.
"Hi," I returned.
"How was the party?"
"Ok. Loud, long. April in the kitchen?"
He nodded.
He stood up and followed me into the kitchen.
My sister April was sitting at the round kitchen table in a long dark purple fleece robe, with a coffee cup in her hands. She looked up when we entered.
"Hi how was the party?" she asked me.
"Ok. How was...being here?"
"Ok. And how was rehearsal? Ballet?"
"Long. Ashley and Puck came in 30 minutes late, she hungover. She and Serena had a little argument. Apparently it would appear that Serena's jealous of Puck and Ashley."
"Oh wow."
"Yeah. At ballet Ashley asked me if I'd seen her extra pair of shoes, which I hadn't. She also asked Serena, who said she hadn't seen them either. We decorated for the Halloween dance, where they had another argument."
"Serena's her ex?" Dad asked.
I nodded; "yeah."
"Oh."
"Um, Autumn," my sister said.
"Yeah?"
"I know where they are."
"Where...?"
"The shoes, are."
"Oh."
"Yeah, Serena took them because she's jealous."
"Wow."
Surprised.
"Yeah."
"So how's Mom?" I asked.
Dad breathed.
"Well Autumn, I found her wandering downtown last night. Apparently she'd run away from the facility. She was muttering about someone named Marie. Do you know a Marie?"
"Yeah actually I do. Well I know of her. She's Ashley's sister, one of them."
"Oh. She had bruises on her arms, Mom."
I nodded.
"But she was too high to care."
As usual.
