Surprise, Surprise [5]

(Kyle)

Soon enough, we’re all seated at the dining room table, and the seating positions are annoying me. I’m facing Malory and Grey is sitting next to her.

Nothing else even matters.

Forget where the rest of them are sitting.

We all start eating.

There’s wine on the table that Mal’s mom pulled out just because she felt like today was such a special occasion –wine and champagne.

The lasagne smells amazing –and tastes out of this world.

But I’m still upset that no one has been brave enough to ask who this Grey Fortune guy is.

“How’s your mother?” Mrs Lloyd asks him.

“She’s wonderful,” he replies, “And my father, too.”

“And Claire?” Malory asks.

“She’s all grown up –she’ll be finishing medical school soon,” he replies.

Grey gets a bit of sauce on his mouth and Malory grabs a napkin to get it. Instinctively, my leg kicks up under the table and hits hers, and she flinches, yelling “Ouch!” She glares at me.