I looked over and saw Katie and Evelyn making what’s-her-problem faces, and I felt embarrassed. I shook my head, and he shrugged and retreated back over to the pool. And then Cory’s smile sort of slipped away and he said, “Sorry. My jaw felt really tight, and I could feel all the other girls staring at me. I didn’t answer him, I just kept my hand on the back of my neck. “But you looked really hot,” he protested. He was still laughing, which made me madder. I sat up and glared at him, wiping off my neck. I shrieked and there was Cory Wheeler, crouched down next to me with a dripping Coke can in his hand, laughing his head off. I started to say something else, something nice about the dress, but suddenly I felt ice-cold aluminum sticking to the back of my neck. “Oh, yeah,” I said, but I still didn’t remember and I knew Taylor could tell. I showed it to you, like, two days ago.” Taylor let out an impatient little sigh. “You know, the one with the little polka dots that ties around the neck. I was wearing sunglasses, so she couldn’t tell if my eyes were open or not anyway. She said, “I’m going to wear that new sundress I bought with my mom at the outlet mall.” “I don’t know,” I said, turning my head so we were face-to-face. She’d lined our towels up close, so it was like we were on one big towel. “I said, what are you going to wear to Justin’s party?” Taylor repeated. It was only the second day of July, and already, I was counting the days until summer was over.
I was on my stomach, and I could feel sweat pooling in the small of my back. It was eighty-seven degrees already, and it was just after noon. I was friends with Marcy, but the rest, Katie and Evelyn and those girls, they were more Taylor’s friends. The boys were messing around in the pool and us girls were lying on beach towels, all lined up in a row. Sometimes I closed my eyes and in my head, I said over and over again, It isn’t true, it isn’t true, this isn’t real. What does it mean when someone is really and truly gone? It’s like it’s happening to someone else. When a person you love dies, it doesn’t feel real. It had been- How many days had it been? How many days exactly?-two months since Susannah had died and I still couldn’t believe it. Conrad and I weren’t together, and Susannah was dead. Taylor was snapping her fingers in my face. “Hello? Did you hear anything I just said?” Just like always, Cousins was the only place I wanted to be. Jeremiah jumped in too, and he yelled, “Come on, Belly!” He winked at me as he came from behind, lifted Conrad up, and launched him into the pool. Then Jeremiah said, “You guys need to get a room,” but I knew he was joking. He leaned in, and he kissed me, and his lips were cold and salty from the ocean. Let me see.” And then he peered at my face in his serious Conrad way.
He squatted next to me and said, “I can’t tell. He said, “You have words on your cheeks.” Conrad strode over to me, lifted the sweaty magazine from my face, and grinned. They walked up the steps, cracking up over how Steven had lost his shorts after a particularly ferocious wave. Conrad and Jeremiah came back to the house first. Something romantic.Ĭonrad and Jeremiah and Steven had been surfing all morning. She’d probably come out soon with a glass of sun tea and a book I should read. My mother was playing solitaire on the front porch, Susannah was inside puttering around the kitchen. I was lying by the pool with a magazine on my face.
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