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.The sexual predator discussion with her aunt flashed through her mind, and she mentally measured the distance between her and the kitchen door.“Hey, need some help?” The person stepped forward, and once inside the shadows of the garage, she could see he was just a teenage boy.He was several inches taller than she was and had medium-length dark-blond hair.Although he wore a tank top and baggy cargo shorts, his legs and arms were pretty white and boney, especially for someone who lived so close to the beach.His shoes were untied, the style of today, and he had a nice smile.Most importantly, he looked totally non-threatening.She wiped her brow with the back of her hand, then regretted it because she knew she had probably left a dirty smear across her forehead.“Hey,” she greeted him neutrally.“I live next door, and I noticed you were working pretty hard,” the boy said as he pointed to his house.“I’m Scott.”Kelly’s lips relaxed into a smile.She was thrilled for any excuse to take a break.“Hey Scott, I’m Kelly.”“Are you moving in or just visiting?”“No, not visiting.I’m moving in.Actually I’ve already moved in.Today.It’s my aunt’s house.I got all my stuff unpacked this morning.I told her I would help straighten out her garage.She wants to have a garage sale.” Kelly felt self-conscious and knew she had a tendency to talk too much when she was nervous, so she forced her mouth shut and started pushing the big couch again.Scott immediately grabbed an arm and pulled.With his help, the couch moved easily, and they were able to position it against a bare wall.“What’s her name again?” he asked.“Your aunt?”“Jane.”“I’ve never met her.I’ve seen her around, but she always seems to be in a big hurry.She’s not home much anyway.”“Good to know that she’s not just avoiding me.I haven’t seen her much yet either.In fact, I’ve met her maybe six times in my whole life.usually on holidays and at funerals.”“What’s next?”“I thought we’d stack all the furniture up against that wall.I think it’ll all go in the sale pile.Then we can stack boxes up against them.” She pointed toward an empty corner.“The maybe keep pile goes over there, and stuff that is obviously garbage goes up front by the doors.”“Got it.Let’s move the dining table back in against the couch.”It was much easier with him lifting one end.Scott spread a layer of flattened cardboard boxes on top of the table, and they stacked several end tables upside down on the cardboard.“You’ve done this before?” Kelly asked.“Nope.just naturally careful.” He smiled.“My mom calls it mild OCD.”“My aunt will definitely approve.I think she’s borderline OCD herself.”They used more boxes to cushion the edge of the table, then stacked a bedframe and a mattress set vertically and shoved a dresser against them to keep them upright.“There, now we’ve got some room.”“Thanks.That went a lot quicker with help.” They turned their attention to the boxes, opening them and sorting them into the appropriate area of the garage.“Are your parents living here, too?”Kelly hesitated.She had just met this guy.This was all still new to her.How much or how little should she tell him? She could feel the tears building, but she knew she would always have to deal with this question, so why not now? “My parents died in a car accident and my aunt Jane is my guardian.” She felt strangely relieved just blurting it out.“Oh wow, I’m sorry,” Scott rushed to say.“I didn’t mean to get into your business and all.”“No.it’s okay.You’re just curious.I’d probably ask you the same thing if our situations were reversed.”“I can’t even imagine what that would be like.I’ve lived in the same house with the same parents and the same stupid little sister my whole life.”“I always wanted a sister,” she said wistfully.“You can have mine.”“I doubt your mother would agree.” Kelly’s smile didn’t really disguise the sadness she was feeling, but maybe under all the dirt, he wouldn’t notice.Scott was obviously uncomfortable.He shifted from foot to foot and looked away as he thought about what to say next.Kelly hoped this conversation wasn’t going to be repeated with every person she met.Kelly tried to shrug it off, both to make him feel better and to change the subject.“Hey, we’re going to be neighbors, so of course you should know something about me.But I should know stuff about you, too.”“I’m really boring.Ask anyone.”“I doubt that.” There was something in his tone that touched Kelly and instinctively made her rush to defend him.“I’m not bored.”“Yeah, but you’ve only known me about an hour.”“Who’s to say that wasn’t the most exciting hour I’ve ever spent?” Kelly teased.Scott looked at her and grinned.“Wow, that’s really sad.”“And you thought you were boring!”Scott laughed out loud.They turned back to the task at hand and continued to open boxes.“This is all dishes, really old looking dishes.it says Mary on the side,” Scott said as he lifted out a fragile china plate.“They were my grandmother’s.I put a marker on the table by the door.Put that over there as the start of the keep pile for now,” Kelly ordered, pointing toward the front corner.Scott complied and returned to open another box.“More dishes, but these have Betty on them.”“My great-grandma,” Kelly told him.“Keep pile.”Scott marked the box and carried it over next the first one.Within a few minutes more of her grandmother and great-grandmother’s dishes were in the keep pile, and a couple boxes of kitchen utensils were in the sale pile.“Okay, you’re right,” Scott said.“About what?”“Here’s something about me.I’m kind of a geek which translates into not cool.I don’t have many friends in the neighborhood or school, but I’m okay with that.There are hundreds of things I’d rather do than just hang out with people who have nothing intelligent to say [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]