"Your knuckles are turning white," Amanda chirped.
I relaxed my tight grip and took a deep breath.
"Cage is a little confused about things. Low will never marry him. She'll tell you so herself. She's special."
"Like Sadie was special?"
I thought about it a minute and then nodded.
"Yeah, like Sadie I guess. You don't come across girls like those two often. Trust me, I've looked. They're definitely rare."
"Like I said before, this time you aren't up against a rock star. My money's on you."
I grinned and reached over and squeezed her knee.
"So tell me about this car Dad's giving you." An immediate frown tugged the corners of her mouth down.
"My Jeep has all kinds of issues and Dad said that's what happens when you buy inferior automobiles," she rolled her eyes. "Anyway, he's giving me some trade in he just got. A sports coupe or something. I think he said a 250CL...
maybe. I don't know. But I need a car and I can't afford one on my own."
Figures, Dad was putting her in a Mercedes. Let the world see the Mercedes King supplies his daughter with a car.
He won't be getting my ass in a damn Mercedes. Nothing was wrong with my Chevy truck. It was paid for, by me.
"It'll be a safe car. If you end up going to Tuscaloosa in the fall then I'll feel good about you being on the road in a Mercedes coupe."
Amanda fidgeted in her seat and cleared her throat. Uh oh.
That was never good. Those were her nervous ticks.
"Um, about college. See, Jamie and Hannah are going to Auburn"
"Ah no! Amanda please tell me you're joking."
"Let me finish Marcus, GAH!"
I did not want to hear this but I let her continue.
"Like I was saying before you went all 'Roll Tide Monster'
on me, Jamie and Hannah are going to Auburn. Jamie got a cheerleading scholarship and Hannah's daddy is an Auburn alum, and I want to be a veterinarian. You know I love animals. It's what I really want to do," this was not happening. Amanda shifted in her seat until she was turned toward me. "If you weren't a die hard Alabama fan and someone asked you the best college in Alabama to go to if you wanted to be a veterinarian what would you tell them?
Hmm?"
I let out a frustrated sigh, "Auburn," I mumbled.
"Bingo! Which is why I applied there... and I got accepted." Well shit. My baby sister was going to freaking Auburn.
"I mean I could've applied to an out of state college and moved off really far away."
I shook my head, "No, I wouldn't want that."
"That's what I thought. I'll secretly still cheer for Bama during the Iron Bowl every year, I promise."
Shaking my head I decided to focus on that kiss with Low. It made me happy. My sister's choice in college did not.
My dad was standing outside his dealership when we pulled up. He was tall and in shape with a few silver streaks in his brown hair. He was laughing all relaxed and happy looking. You couldn't tell by his jovial appearance that he was tearing his family apart. It didn't appear to be bothering him at all. Clenching my teeth tightly shut I kept my thoughts to myself. The last thing Amanda needed was to hear me vent about what a complete ass our father was.