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HONESTLY Later, 8:03 P.M. Olly: no movie night with your mom? Madeline: I canceled. Carla’s going to be upset with me. Olly: why? Madeline: I promised her I would spend more time with my mom. Olly: i’m messing up your life Madeline: No, please don’t think that. Olly: what we did today was crazy Madeline: I know. Olly: what were we thinking? Madeline: I don’t know. Olly: maybe we should take a break? Madeline: … Olly: sorry. i’m trying to protect you Madeline: What if protection is not what I need? Olly: what does that mean? Madeline: I don’t know. Olly: i need you to be safe. i don’t want to lose you Madeline: You barely have me! Madeline: Are you sorry? Olly: for what? for kissing? Olly: honestly? Madeline: Of course. Olly: no Olly: are you sorry? Madeline: No.

OWTSYD THE UNIVERSE AND my subconscious may be conspiring against me. I’m in the den playing Fonetik with my mom. So far in tonight’s game I’ve gotten tiles to play OWTSYD, FRIDUM, and SEEKRITS. That last one nets me a bonus for using all seven letters. She frowns down at the board and I think she’s going to challenge my word, but she doesn’t. She tallies the score and, for the first time ever, I’m actually winning. I’m ahead of her by seven points. I look down at the score and then back at her. “Are you sure you did that right?” I ask. I don’t want to beat her on top of everything else. I tally the score to find that she’s right. Her eyes are on my face, but I keep staring at the scorecard. She’s been like this all night, watchful, as if I’m a puzzle to be worked out. Or maybe I’m being paranoid. Maybe it’s the guilt I feel for being so selfish, for wanting to be with Olly even now. Every moment I spend with him I learn something new. I become someone new. She takes the scorecard from my hands and lifts my chin so that I have to meet her eyes. “What’s going on, honey?” I’m about to lie to her when there’s a sudden high scream from outside. Another scream follows and then indistinct yelling and a loud slam. We both spin to stare at the window. I start to rise, but my mom presses down on my shoulder, shakes her head. I let her hold me in place, but another scream of “STOP” has both of us running to the window. The three of them—Olly, his mom, and his dad—are on the porch. Their bodies form a triangle of misery, fear, and anger. Olly’s in fighter stance, fists clenched, feet planted wide and firm. Even from here I can see veins bulging to the surface of his arms, his face. His mom takes a step toward Olly, but he says something to her that makes her retreat. Olly and his dad face off. His dad is holding a drink in his right hand. He doesn’t take his eyes off Olly as he lifts and finishes it with deep gulps. He holds the empty glass out for Olly’s mom to take. She starts to move, but, again, Olly says something to stop her. His dad turns to look at her then, his hand still rigidly holding the glass. For a moment I think that maybe she won’t go to him. But her defiance doesn’t last. She takes a step toward him. He grabs at her, all anger and menace. But Olly’s suddenly right there in between them. He swats his dad’s arm away and pushes his mom off to the side. Even angrier now, his dad lunges again. Olly shoves him backward. He bangs into the wall, but doesn’t fall. Olly begins dancing lightly on his feet, shaking out his arms and wrists like a boxer

HONESTLY<br />

Later, 8:03 P.M.<br />

Olly: no movie night with your mom?<br />

Madeline: I canceled. Carla’s going to be upset with me.<br />

Olly: why?<br />

Madeline: I promised her I would spend more time with my mom.<br />

Olly: i’m messing up your life<br />

Madeline: No, please don’t think that.<br />

Olly: what we did today was crazy<br />

Madeline: I know.<br />

Olly: what were we thinking?<br />

Madeline: I don’t know.<br />

Olly: maybe we should take a break?<br />

Madeline: …<br />

Olly: sorry. i’m trying to protect you<br />

Madeline: What if protection is not what I need?<br />

Olly: what does that mean?<br />

Madeline: I don’t know.<br />

Olly: i need you to be safe. i don’t want to lose you<br />

Madeline: You barely have me!<br />

Madeline: Are you sorry?<br />

Olly: for what? for kissing?<br />

Olly: honestly?<br />

Madeline: Of course.<br />

Olly: no<br />

Olly: are you sorry?<br />

Madeline: No.

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