I didn’t want to think it, I certainly wouldn’t say it but I had to admit it was getting ridiculous.
Something had to wake her shit up. I just didn’t know what.
I sighed a heavy sigh.
Fin and I were nearing the backdoor when we heard it.
Rees shouting, “That’s stupid!”
Then No shouting back, “It is not stupid!”
I looked to Fin, he looked at me and we both quickened our pace.
We made it through the door to see the combatants were facing off in the living room. Layla woofed a greeting at us but didn’t approach. This was because she was dancing between No and Rees, agitated, not liking the vibe and seeing as she was a dog, powerless to do anything about it. Still, she was sticking close in case they needed her.
No looked to us and remarked, “Great, you’re here. Now Rees and me can stop talkin’. Or, more important, Rees can shut up.”
“I’m not shuttin’ up!” Rees yelled.
“Reesee,” Fin said low, soft, his tone a command for her to calm down and her eyes shot to him.
“I’m not, Fin,” she declared.
I didn’t know whether to shout, “You go, girl”, pleased she was sticking to her guns (whatever those guns may be) even though her hot guy boyfriend made an unmistakable but soft command. Or whether to be impressed Fin could pull off that tone at seventeen. Or to wade into the argument. So I didn’t do any of them.
Then again, I didn’t have a chance to wade in.
No turned immediately back to his sister. “It’s my birthday, Rees.”
“We always go out. Always. You can’t skip family time to be with your crew. That’s jacked. If we don’t go out, Dad will be upset,” Rees countered.
I looked to Fin, he looked to me then back to the brother and sister while crossing his arms on his chest. Settling in. I decided this was wise so I took his cue.
“Well, we’re not goin’ out this year. It’s my birthday and if I wanna spend it with my buds, I’ll spend it with my buds,” No shot back.
“You can go out with them on the weekend or something,” she returned.
“I don’t wanna go out with them on the weekend. I’m gonna be seventeen, Rees, and I should be able to do whatever the hell I want,” No retorted.
“Well, you’re not doin’ that,” Rees fired back.
“I am,” No stated.
Rees pulled out the big guns, in other words, the most lethal weapon in a woman’s arsenal.
Emotional manipulation.
“You are not. Dusty’s here now. What’ll it say to Dad you break tradition the first year Dusty’s around? He’ll think you don’t want to spend time with Dusty!”
And that was when No lost it.
“That’s just it! Mom called and she said she wants to come to dinner with us. And we can’t all sit down at dinner so I’m not doin’ it at all. I’m goin’ out with my crew.”
Audrey. Fantastic.
I bit my lip. We all heard the garage door go up heralding Mike’s arrival home but No and Rees didn’t care. I knew this when Rees didn’t miss a beat.
“That’s awesome,” she said sarcastically. “So Mom. She doesn’t come to one of your birthday dinners in, like, four years and doesn’t even bother to take you out on one herself and all of a sudden, Dusty’s here, she’s fired up to come with. So Mom. Jacked. Totally.”
“Maybe, Rees, but I think you get that wouldn’t be fun for anybody,” No stated and he was right about that.
“No, what I get is that Mom is Mom and since you’re gonna be seventeen and all you can tell her to take a flying leap,” Rees returned.
“What’s goin’ on?” Mike asked and I looked to the hall to see him striding down it.
Layla took off his way.
Rees whirled to her Dad and instantly filled him in. “No’s decided that on his birthday next week, he’s goin’ out with his crew. This is because Mom has decided since Dusty’s here she’s gonna stick her nose in and she told No she wants to go out to dinner with us.”
I watched in fascination as Mike’s jaw got tight and a muscle jumped in his cheek. His eyes were unhappy. The whole thing was hot. It was also scary.
I moved to Fin and grabbed his forearm, starting, “We’ll just –”
Mike’s eyes sliced to me. “Don’t move,” he growled.
I stopped and dropped Fin’s arm, muttering, “Okey dokey.”
I didn’t do this because I was a wuss or anything. I did this because Mike’s demand we stay where we were had meaning. I suspected this meaning meant Fin and I were family, or at least I was, and during family discussions I didn’t absent myself.
Mike looked at his kids. “No, birthdays are family times.”