Page 57 of A Little Twist

A glance at the clock tells me it’s after ten. Maybe that’s too late to call her on her honeymoon, but a text won’t hurt, will it? Lifting my phone, I carefully weigh my words.

Hey, girl, hey! How’s married life?

I hit send and chew on the side of my thumb again.

They’re probably having amazing sex, making perfect little babies, and I won’t hear from her until tomorrow. Exhaling heavily, I’m about to toss my phone on the bed when it buzzes in my hand.

Britt

Divine…

My brow quirks at her answer, but I wasn’t expecting less, was I? Then she continues.

Britt

Honestly, not much different than it was before. What’s up?

My thumbs fly as I text.

Not much. Don’t want to bother you on your honeymoon.

Gray dots precede her reply.

Britt

Piper said you’re Alex’s nanny. How’s that?

Fun! Pinky is a hoot. So smart and funny, and Alex is…

I’m not sure how to finish.

I almost typedetermined, driven, wonderful. I suppose those are all things a fiancée would say, but I don’t want to lie again.

Britt

He can be intimidating, but don’t sell yourself short. You’re multi-talented! He wouldn’t have hired you if he wasn’t impressed.

Or if he wasn’t tricked into it, I think, chewing my lip. Except, hadn’t he mentioned the job before I said we were engaged?

I realize I’ve left Britt hanging, and I quickly text.

It’s only a month. What then?

Britt

Is he paying you well?

My fingers still. I never even asked how much he’s paying me. I was too anxious to get out of Aunt Carol’s house, and with everything else, it never came up.

She misinterprets my silence.

Britt

NVM—Mrs. Priddy is retiring, and everyone is moving up. They need a K teacher.

My brow furrows, and while I like the idea…

I’m not certified.

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