Chapter 135
Easton
"This is delicious,’ I say to Harper's mom after I take my first bite of her lasagna.

"Thank you again for having me over."

Harper had told me her mom was a good cook.

She wasn't kidding.

At least that's one positive thing that will come out of this experience.

I certainly won't go to bed hungry.

"Thank you, Easton.

I'm happy you like it,"

her mom replies.

"Yup, he's right,’ Sadie says, her mouth full.

“This is some seriously good grub.

The last time my mom made lasagna, she used cottage cheese instead of ricotta—I guess she ran out."

She takes a bite of garlic bread, the crunch loud enough to wake the dead.

“I wish I could say it was good, but it had chunks of pineapple in it."

She makes a face like she's about to hurl.

"Pineapple with meat sauce, that's a hard no."

"I'm happy to share my recipe with her,"

her mom says.

"Just remind me in the morning and I'll text you a picture of it."

“Easton, her dad says, wiping his mouth with a napkin, giving me a second to chew and swallow, preparing for more battle.

“How are your grades this year?"

"My grades are good, sir."

“Easton always makes honor roll,"

Sadie chimes in.

"He's one of the smart ones.

You know, like Ryan here."

She bats her eyes at him, and he kisses her.

Man, that kid has balls.

I'm sitting beside Harper, but I've barely looked at her.

I don't fucking dare.

With her dad sitting across from me, I can feel him stare at me while he chews.

While he takes a drink.

While he moves his salad around the plate.

Will this ever fucking end?

"So, is Sadie right, you make honor roll?"

he asks me.

"Yep."

I hold my piece of garlic bread, but I dont take a bite.

It reminds me of a bun—and just, no.

parents have always

pushed Leigh to make sure I was

wouldn't that conversation go over

and he'd probably bury me next to Fido

one down on Main Street, next

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

it every time I go

realize your brothers work there as well until you

an accomplished family you have there,

mention that

did he Google my family when

thought has me even

we look

knows how—we're a hybrid of American Gangster

going into pre—law,’ Harper

feel her looking at

glance at

would like me to,

haven't decided on

want to keep my options

early to declare something I could end up

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

provide well for

the wife is allowed to provide too,

to sit home and watch The

wine

lost count how many glasses he's

he sips,

not have

still live at home, you don't even own a

own the clothes you're

getting ahead of ourselves, dont you

image is in his

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’ her mom

we were her age, didn't

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

stage of our lives, where you walk

from bad to

Fuck me.

want this table to just swallow me

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

that it happened

ornament left

gets

Sadie gasps.

at Sadie

like

what I'm hearing right

don't know what the fuck

just happy the conversation has shifted to someone

behave this way with every

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down her

first girl Ryan has ever brought to

“What?"

says, smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two things

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

that's what you

Sadie are

as fucking horrified

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