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Run – Chapter 11
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Tamsin and Dyson sat in the middle, keeping their eyes low and focused on each other or on the table. Bo settled on the end farthest from Kenzi and Lauren, who secretly wished for a longer table; and Bruce waved the flag of neutrality, placating his left and right with comments about the weather, complimenting the cook, and observations on how nice they’d made the place. He’d exhausted every trigger for small talk and eventually gave up, leaving the table empty of food and conversation by hour’s end. Kenzi fingered long strands of her black hair. Lauren twirled and tugged on the watch on her slender wrist. Bo sighed, restraining every compulsion to blurt out everything she was feeling. At last, Tamsin blew on the dying embers that Bruce had so valiantly tried to keep burning.
”I’m stuffed. Time to drink. Where’s the nearest honky tonk in these parts?”
”You’re in it, Tam-tam,” Kenzi popped the gum she’d been chewing. ”We gots some grade-A Cambodian hooch and an antique music box filled with the world’s sappiest love songs. Tell me,” she leaned in to Bruce, ”were the seventies really that bad? Every other song is just miserable.”
”Not every one,” Lauren chided her. ”Some of them are inspiring and poetic.”
Kenzi slammed her palm on an invisible game show button. ”Bzzzz! Wrong answer! Poetic is just another word for pitiful.” Kenzi laughed and blurted out a song title, ”If You Leave Me Now.”
”I Will Survive,” Lauren stabbed her own invisible button.
”50 Ways to Leave Your Lover.” Kenzi pounded her fist.
”I Can See Clearly Now.”
”She’s Gone.”
”I’ll Never Fall in Love Again.”
”You’re No Good.”
”Okay!” Tamsin commanded, interrupting the escalating exchange. ”Kumbaya, bitches. How about no music? Silence is good, too.”
Kenzi brought her mouth to Lauren’s ear. ”That round was mine.”
”You wish,” she whispered back.
Bo’s cheeks reddened and except for Lauren and Kenzi snickering between them, silence returned thicker than before. Their banter proved how much their friendship had deepened—they were both Team Human now, exclusively it seemed. Short of having a door slammed in her face, Bo didn’t wonder where she stood.
”Hooch, Kenzi,” Tamsin cocked her head and blinked rapidly, her blue eyes steely and focused. ”Let’s get tanked.”
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That was fantastic you had me worried for a while there I didn’t think you were going to put them back together when they left I thought that was it but the end was just perfect I really enjoyed this story and I hope you post something soon.