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Chapter: 1
"Thanks for the ride Molly. I can't believe Alice bailed on me like
that." Carey said as the car pulled
into the driveway.
"You're
quite welcome Carey. I'm sure Alice had
a good reason for leaving so quickly, maybe one of the kids were sick." Molly replied
"Well
maybe."
"Come on
remember we had a long rehearsal today she could of forgotten she promised you
a ride. And it's not like you were
strained."
"OK OK you
convinced me Alice isn't a bad person."
"Good I
don't know if I could handle my guitar and keyboard players hating one
another." Molly said while laughing.
"Speaking
of hating, what in the hell was up with the sound board? I mean geez we have trouble with it time to
time but noth--." Molly reached over
and put her hand over his mouth.
"Carey if
you say one more word about sound boards, amps, guitars, singing, or anything
involving music I will shot you understand?"
Carey nodded his head because he couldn't speak because his mouth being
covered. Molly slowly moved her hand
away and turned to look out the window.
Carey could tell something was bothering her, she hadn't said but a
handful of words the whole 25-minute drive.
But he wasn't sure what it was.
"What's
wrong?" He figured if he was ever going
to find out he'd have to ask.
"I'll see
you tomorrow around 11, ok?" Molly said
acting as if she hadn't heard anything.
"I asked
you a question Molly."
"I think
your mom said you were lasagna for dinner, better hurry up before your dad eats
all of it."
"Fuck
lasagna." Carey wasn't big on cursing,
so when that word came out of his mouth he was more surprised than Molly.
"Excuse
me?"
"I'm not
leaving this car till you tell me what's bugging you."
"Absolutely
nothing, I'm 100 percent ok." She said
in such an unconvincing matter that matches the same level of a Bill Clinton
lie.
"Don't
believe you."
"Carey I
want to go home so if you don't mind please get out." He didn't budge.
"Fine." She said with a sigh whiling turning the
engine on and putting it in reverse.
They drove to her house neither of them saying a word. When they got there Molly turned the engine
off, got up, and went inside leaving Carey by himself.
"Aw damn
it." Carey said to himself while
getting out of the car after sitting there for at least three minutes. Should I walk home? Apologize and get a lift back? Stay till I get a straight answer? He wondered to himself. Then he walked up to the front door and
walked right in. Jack was doing some
kind of homework at the table, Annie was cutting pictures of a magazine, and
Molly was nowhere in sight.
