Chapter 31
'Paige, I need you to come and stay with Arty next week
while I go away for a few days.' My mom, for once, didn't
start with any sort of preamble.
I didn't stop to think about why she was asking, just that
she was. 'Stay at the house?'
'Yes.' She sounded tired and cranky. 'I need you to be here to get him on the bus in the morning. He has that
after-school program until you can get home from work.'
'What time does he get on the bus?' Already I was
calculating excuses, thinking only of the torture of having to
stay in my mother's house for any length of time.
'Eight. Plenty of time for you to get to work. And it's only
five days, Paige. Sunday through Thursday. I should be…
I'l be home on Friday.'
Her assumption that I'd put my life on hold to do this
rankled. I was already in a bad mood from my fight, if you
could cal it that, and I did, with Austin. My mind was on
other things, like meeting Eric and teling him the truth
other things, like meeting Eric and teling him the truth
about me and his unknown
'Where are you going?' I asked. 'It's not like I can just drop everything, Mom.'
'I'm going away for a few days. To a spa,' she said
defensively. 'Some me time.'
I gritted my jaw and turned off the heat under my pan of
reheated spaghetti. I wasn't hungry for it, anyway. 'You
couldn't have let me know sooner?'
'They had a last-minute opening. Don't argue with me
about this, Paige.'
Her tone, the one she'd used often on me as a child, set
my teeth on edge even more. I dumped the pasta onto a
plate and slammed it onto my table, but I didn't sit to eat it.
'What if I can't?'
My mom's voice cracked. 'You have to. I don't have
anyone else to take him, and he loves you. You're his
sister. I need you to do this for me.'
The tremor in her voice slammed a door on my anger. 'Is
this about Leo?'
this about Leo?'
'Why would you say that?'
'Because you lived with him for five years, Mom, and you
guys just broke up. You have to be upset.'
'I am upset. Very upset.' She paused. 'Yes, it's about Leo. He…he's taking me away. To try to work things out.
It's last-minute because he just got the time off and this
place had an opening. So we're going. I know it's late
notice, Paige, but I don't have anyone else to ask.'
I stil wasn't happy, but I was the last person to stop
anyone from trying to repair a relationship. Helping out my
mom might, in some way, redeem my lack of effort with
Austin. Or not. In any case, I sighed and puled out my