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Beyond the Legend
He will follow
“This. Friggin. Sucks!” I slammed the trunk of my mom’s Honda shut.
“Take it easy Kim,” my mother warned. “This is for your own good.”
“Being a parent must be nice,” I mumbled.
“What’s that?” she asked with a glare through her enormous sunglasses.
“Nothing” I rolled my eyes. I said it must be nice sending your kid to live at a stranger’s house the minute they do something you don’t approve of. I paused before opening the door to the passenger side.
“What’s wrong Kim?”
“If I go away, I won’t see my friends for the whole summer. Besides, who is going to terrorize Chet? God knows you and dad won’t.”
“See? This is part of the reason why you need to go away. The only friend you see is that idiot boyfriend of yours. As for Chet, he doesn’t need your influence.” She took a long gulp of her coffee.
“The kid needs to man up. And I have other friends.”
“Girls?”
“Who the hell needs girls?” Growing up, all the girls I went to school with hated me. Their boyfriends however, did not.
“It would help to have a group of girls to hang out with and — hey, is that my sweater?” she squinted at my purple Huskies sweatshirt from mom’s college days.
“Maybe.”
“I want it back,” she said.
“Whatever,” I pulled the shirt over my head, revealing double ds barely concealed under a lacy black bra.
“For God’s sake, not now!” mom shouted.
“Do you not want it back?” I asked innocently as a shirtless male jogger eyed me. I waved to him. He did likewise with a flirtatious nod. Gaze still on me, he ventured offroad and smacked into the neighbor’s spruce tree.
“Put your shirt back on and get in the car,” she grit her teeth. I grinned, tugged the sweater over my head and slid into my seat. I may be the one being sent away, but at least I wasn’t bipolar.
I would be living with my eccentric great uncle Zurich for the first three and a half months of summer. Basically, this would last through all of summer vacation. Just me, an uncle with more money than sense and…
