“Don’t even think about it.” The words come out as a growl.
Without a sound he moves so I can squeeze past him. When I’m halfway down the hall I hear him shout out, “Why?”
“Because,” I yell back. But really I’m thinking the same thing.
Why is this happening to me?
Why, why, why?
“How come Sam always gets shotgun?”
“Because you’re always too drunk to call it.”
“I can’t believe you bailed on Rob like that,” Ally says. She’s got her coat hunched up around her ears. Lindsay’s car is so cold our breaths are all solid white vapor. “You’re going to be in so much trouble tomorrow.”
If there is a tomorrow, I almost say. I left the party without saying good-bye to Rob, who was stretched out on a sofa, his eyes half shut. I’d been locked in an empty bathroom on the first floor for a half hour before that, sitting on the cold, hard rim of a bathtub, listening to the music pulsing through the walls and ceiling. Lindsay had insisted I wear bright red lipstick, and when I checked my face in the mirror, I saw that it had begun to bleed away from my lips, like a clown’s. I took it off slowly with balled-up tissues, which I left floating in the toilet bowl, little blooming flowers of pink.
At a certain point your brain stops trying to rationalize things. At a certain point it gives up, shuts off, shuts down. Still, as Lindsay turns the car around—driving up on Kent’s lawn to do it, tires spinning in the mud—I’m afraid.
Trees, as white and frail as bone, are dancing wildly in the wind. The rain is hammering the roof of the car, and sheets of water on the windows make the world look like it’s disintegrating. The clock on the dashboard is glowing: 12:38.
I’m gripping my seat as Lindsay speeds down the driveway, branches whipping past us on either side.
“What about the paint job?” I say, my heart hammering in my chest. I try to tell myself I’m okay, I’m fine, that nothing’s going to happen. But it doesn’t do any good.
“Screw it,” she says. “Car’s busted anyway. Have you seen the bumper?”
“Maybe if you stopped hitting parked cars,” Elody says with a snort.
“Maybe if you had a car.” Lindsay takes one hand off the wheel and leans over, reaching for her bag at my feet. As she tips she jerks the steering wheel, and the car runs up a little into the woods. Ally slides across the backseat and collapses into Elody, and they both start laughing.
I reach over and try to grab the wheel. “Jesus, Lindz.”
Lindsay straightens up and elbows me off. She shoots me a look and then starts fumbling with a pack of cigarettes. “What’s up with you?”
“Nothing. I—” I look out the window, biting back tears that are suddenly threatening to come. “I just want you to pay attention, that’s all.”
“Yeah? Well, I want you to keep off the wheel.”
“Come on, guys. No fighting,” Ally says.
“Give me a smoke, Lindz.” Elody’s half reclining on the backseat, and she flails her arm wildly.
“Only if you light one for me,” Lindsay says, tossing her pack into the backseat. Elody lights two cigarettes and passes one to Lindsay. Lindsay cracks a window and exhales a plume of smoke. Ally screeches.
“Please, please, no windows. I’m about to drop dead from pneumonia.”
“You’re about to drop dead when I kill you,” Elody says.
“If you were gonna die,” I blurt out, “how would you want it to be?”
“Never,” Lindsay says.
“I’m serious.” My palms are damp with sweat and I wipe them on the seat cushion.
“In my sleep,” Ally says.
“Eating my grandma’s lasagna,” Elody says, and then pauses and adds, “or having sex,” which makes Ally shriek with laughter.
“On an airplane,” Lindsay says. “If I’m going down, I want everyone to go down with me.” She makes a diving motion with her hand.
“Do you think you’ll know, though?” It’s suddenly important for me to talk about this. “I mean, do you think you’ll have an idea of it…like, before?”
Ally straightens up and leans forward, hooking her arms over the back of our seats. “One day my grandfather woke up, and he swore he saw this guy all in black at the foot of his bed—big hood, no face. He was holding this sword or whatever that thingy is called. It was Death, you know? And then later that day he went to the doctor and they diagnosed him with pancreatic cancer. The same day.”
Elody