ALSO BY RACHEL COHN & DAVID LEVITHAN

Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist

Naomi and Ely’s No Kiss List

Dash & Lily’s Book of Dares

The Twelve Days of Dash & Lily

ALSO BY RACHEL COHN

Very LeFreak

Gingerbread

Shrimp

Cupcake

You Know Where to Find Me

Beta

Kill All Happies

ALSO BY DAVID LEVITHAN

Boy Meets Boy

The Realm of Possibility

Are We There Yet?

The Full Spectrum

(edited with Billy Merrell)

Marly’s Ghost

(illustrated by Brian Selznick)

Wide Awake

How They Met, and Other Stories

The Likely Story series

(written as David Van Etten, with David Ozanich and Chris Van Etten)

Love Is the Higher Law

Will Grayson, Will Grayson

(written with John Green)

The Lover’s Dictionary

Every You, Every Me

(with photographs by

Jonathan Farmer)

Every Day

Invisibility

(written with Andrea Cremer)

Two Boys Kissing

Another Day

First published in Australia by Allen & Unwin in 2018

Copyright © Rachel Cohn & David Levithan, 2018

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To my Bubbe and my Bebe grandmas

—RC

To Grandma Grace and Grandma Alice

—DL

CONTENTS

one ILSA

two SAM

three ILSA

four SAM

five ILSA

six SAM

seven ILSA

eight SAM

nine ILSA

ten SAM

eleven ILSA

twelve SAM

thirteen ILSA

fourteen SAM

fifteen ILSA

sixteen SAM

seventeen ILSA

eighteen SAM

nineteen ILSA

twenty SAM

twenty-one SAM & ILSA

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

People need, demand fantasy. I try to help them do this for a little while, to help them forget work and problems and enjoy, vicariously, a folderol of fun, good music and fancy dress. I give them a little recess from the humdrum.

—LIBERACE

INVITATION

WHAT: Recess from the Humdrum! Dinner Party

WHO: Sam & Ilsa

WHEN: May 16, 8 p.m.

WHY: Last dinner party at Czarina’s Palais de Rent

Control! Sad face!

Also, Liberace’s birthday.* Sequin face!

WHERE: Sam & Ilsa’s grandma’s** (map attached)

WEAR: Garish***

*If you don’t know who Liberace is, we don’t know how you got invited to this party. But you can ask Mr. Google if you need help.

**Don’t worry, Czarina is out of town and will leave us alone for the evening!

***Ask yourself, WWLW: What Would Liberace Wear?

one

ILSA

My brother is way too obsessed with our grandma’s sex life.

“I think Czarina has taken a lover,” Sam says, holding out his hand to me. “Spatula. Stat.” My job is to maximize the chef’s surgical efficiency by passing him the gadgets he requests. I hand him the spatula. “That’s an egg-turner spatula. The spoon spatula, Ilsa,” he says, like it’s so obvious. “Observe!”

I look at his bowl, filled with cheese and spinach. Seems like any old spatula could work in that bowl, but if it were up to me, we’d order takeout from Zabar’s and not bother with DIY cooking at all. Sam’s an amazing cook. But all that work! No, thank you. He gets me for a half hour as sous-chef, and the rest of the meal is on him. My job is planning fabulousness, not catering it. I should have been the gay man, not my twin brother.

I hand Sam the spoon spatula. “What makes you think Czarina has taken a lover?”

“She’s gone to Paris three times in the last six weeks.”

“She’s a fashion buyer. That’s her job.”

“There’s something different about these trips. I feel it. Did you notice how…nice she seems when she gets back? It’s upsetting.”

“What are you really upset about? That she’s been nice, or that she took Mom and Dad and not you to Paris with her for the weekend?” I love when Czarina goes away and lets us use her apartment. Then I get to be the queen of her castle, and not have to share Sam with her.

“That’s the thing! She never takes Mom and Dad anywhere. Says they’re bourgeois bores.”

“I love ’em, but they kind of are.”

“Don’t be bitchy.”

“Don’t ask me to be anything other than who I am.”

Sam laughs, then raises an eyebrow at me. “Aren’t you just a little concerned? Czarina even said we didn’t have to leave her bedroom door locked. Of all the dinner parties she’s let us host in her apartment, her one and only strict rule has been”—and here Sam mimics Czarina’s gangster-worthy growl—“ ‘no teenage miscreants shall miscreant in my bedroom.’ ”

“Yeah, that’s why she always shows up during dessert, despite saying she was taking a night out to go to the symphony, and even when she’s locked away all the liquor. The control freak can’t take our word for it that we won’t let anyone in her bedroom or break into her booze.” I reconsider what I just said, and then amend my statement. “I mean, take my word for it. She knows Sam the Saint won’t break her rules.”

“Not true. Remember the party when #Stantastic wanted to see Czarina’s vintage Dior gowns?”

“You texted Czarina and got her permission to go into her closet. That’s not rule breaking.”

“#Stantastic had a beer!”

I let out a sigh. “Scandal.”

What constitutes legit rule breaking? Perhaps that party two years ago when Parker and I jimmied our way into Czarina’s brandy collection and then ended the party making out on her bed, with the bedroom door locked so no one else could get in. Best aperitif ever. Miscreants, and proud! Czarina was in Milan, so I knew for a fact she wouldn’t be barging in. My parents say I’m too reckless, but even I know not to expose myself to Czarina’s in-your-face wrath. I know exactly how that brutal wrath works, because it’s the primary trait of hers I inherited. That, and we both look good wearing almost any shape of hat.

I aspire to

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