“So how was school today?” Valarie
Bingham said setting groceries down on the counter and looking over at Brett. Brett
quickly got up to help her.
“Nothing much happened today. You know
same old same old. Just class and practice that’s it.” Brett’s mom nodded as
she put some apples and vegetables in the fridge.
“Oh okay, so just a regular boring
day then?” she asked still putting away the foodstuff she had gotten.
“Yep pretty much.” Brett said. An uncontrollable
guilty feeling attacked him when he thought of what had happened with Levi but
anger quickly snuffed it out.
“So nothing to say, oh, to make you
wear those bandages on your arms?” this time Brett’s mom looked right at him
with those piercing gray eyes that reminded him of the birds that he took care
of. “Or are you just wearing them for fun?”
Crap Brett thought he had completely
forgotten about the bandages. He couldn’t lie to his mom. She had taught him
better than that. She was a park ranger and was gone for most of the day but
she always seemed to see everything that Brett tried to hide as soon as she got
home. In Brett’s mind she was the best mom in the world and his best friend. But
he couldn’t drag her into this craziness he couldn’t do that to her. It wouldn’t
be right, it wouldn’t be fair. She would worry about him more then she already
did. Brett knew it wasn’t easy for her to raise him practically by herself. He didn’t
want to add to her load.
“Oh just something that happened at
school. Adelaide fixed it up for me, it doesn’t even hurt.” Brett said turning
to put some cans on the higher shelves. The worry melted from his mother’s face
replaced by curiosity and amusement.
“Now this isn’t the Adelaide is it? The
one that you are madly in love with?” Valarie asked.
“what!? Mom! I never said I liked
Adelaide?” Brett said taken aback.
“You didn’t have to kiddo. You talk
in your sleep.” She said turning and winking at him. ”mmm, I feel like a movie
tonight. That way you can tell me all about Adelaide. Did you feed the birds,
and is your homework done?”
“ya I feed the birds and my homework’s
done.” Brett shook his head and smiled. “Don’t think you can get information
out of me so easy. I’m a
locked vault.”
“We’ll see about that. I ordered
some chines for us and it should be here soon. Can you finish putting things away
I’m going to check up on the raptors?” Brett mom asked already heading for the
door.
“Sure mom. I’ll take care of it.” Brett
said. His mother was then gone the back door swinging shut behind her.
The backyard to their house was mostly just a long run of aviaries.
Along with being a ranger Brett’s mother rehabilitated Raptors in their
backyard. Brett was just putting the last can away when there was a knock on
the front door. Grabbing some spare cash from the lucky jar that they had on
top of the fridge he went to go pay for dinner. As he got closer to the door
the bell rang again accompanied by loud banging.
“Shish what’s your problem man I’m coming?” Brett said as he
turned the handle and opened the door. It wasn’t a deliveryman on the doorstep.
Wet and shaking with rage from head to foot stood Emily Weird. Her eyes were red
and she looked angrily up at Brett.
“You’re an idiot.” She said simply holding up a bloody shirt
and a piece of paper.
No comments:
Post a Comment