“She had to stop at the dry cleaners. You can make it if you hurry.”
We got out of the car and the four of us headed into the house. Joseph unlocked the door and ran to the kitchen, presumably to get ice for Noah’s face. Daniel rifled through the mail on the console table.
“What lucky institution of higher education accepted me today?” he asked, eyes on the envelopes. “Ah, Harvard. That’s nice. And Stanford!” Daniel grabbed my hand and twirled me in a circle.
Noah peered at the pile. “And Northwestern. And NYU. You ought to go to NYU. More diversity. It’s not healthy to have too many geniuses packed into one campus.”
Daniel grinned. “You have a point. But it is nice to have options,” he said, then placed the envelopes back down. He eyed Noah’s cuts appreciatively. “Aiden made them call an ambulance, and insisted on being carried out on a stretcher,” he said to Noah.
“I’d have preferred it if it were a coffin,” Noah said.
“I heard his mother’s calling for your expulsion, too, FYI.”
Noah’s eyes met my brother’s. “The rest of the board will never approve.”
Daniel nodded. “This is true.”
My eyes darted back and forth between them. “What do you two talk about when I’m not around?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Daniel said as he stuffed his keys in his pocket and grabbed his handful of validation. Joseph reappeared holding a Ziploc bag full of ice and handed it to Noah.
“Thanks,” Noah said with a grin. Joseph looked like he won the lottery. “I should go. I’ll see you in a few days?” Noah said to me.
I nodded. “Don’t forget to go to the doctor.”
Noah shot me a look. “Good-bye, Mara,” he said, and strolled off to his car. I narrowed my eyes as I watched him walk away, and closed the door once he was gone.
Daniel’s arms were crossed when I turned inside. I peered at him. “What?”
“You need to go to the doctor,” he said, looking at my arm.
I pressed the heels of my palms into my eyes. “Come on, Daniel.”
“Come on yourself. When was the last time you changed the dressings?”
“A few days ago,” I lied.
“Well, Mom said you have an appointment for a checkup. So, either I take you, or she does.”
“Fine,” I groaned and headed out the door. Daniel followed behind me.
“I heard about Jamie, by the way.”
“You know what really happened?” I asked my brother. He nodded. I stared at my feet. “I can’t believe Anna and Aiden did that to him. And they’re going to get away with it.” I felt a stabbing pain in my hands all of a sudden, and looked down. I’d been clenching my fists so that my nails dug into my palms. I tried to relax. “School is going to be misery without him.”
“At least you have Noah.”
I stared straight ahead. “It’s not like I’ve exceeded my friend quota,” I said quietly.
Daniel started the car and pulled out of the driveway. “I’m sorry I said that to you, you know.”
“It’s fine,” I said, looking out the window.
“How are you doing otherwise?”
“Okay.”
“When’s your next therapy appointment?”
I glared at him. “Next Thursday. Did you tell Noah about it?”
“Of course not,” Daniel said. “But I don’t think he’d care.”
I leaned my head back against the seat and turned away. “I’d rather he not know the depths of my crazy.”
“Oh, come on. The guy’s been in two fights in as many weeks. He clearly has some issues of his own.”
“And yet, here you are, pimping me out to him.”
“Nobody’s perfect. And I’m not pimping you out. I think he’s good for you. He’s been through a lot too, you know.”
“I know.”
“And I don’t think he really has anyone who he can talk to about it.”
“Sounds like he’s talked to you about it.”
“Not really. Guys don’t really hash things out like girls do. I just know enough—whatever. All I’m saying is that I think he’d get it.”
“Yeah. Nothing like hearing the girl you just started dating is on antipsychotics.”
Daniel took the opportunity to change the subject. “How are those going, anyway? Any side effects?”
“Not that I’ve noticed.”
“Do you think they’re working?”
With the exception of the disturbing phone call. “I think so.”
“Good. So you think you’ll be up for Sophie’s surprise party Friday night? I’m planning a big shebang. Well, not so big. But a shebang nevertheless.”
“I don’t know,” I said, thinking now about the phone call. The threat. Jamie. I wasn’t sure I’d be in a partying mood. “Maybe.”
“What about your birthday? You and Noah have any plans?”
“I didn’t tell him,” I said in a low voice, as I looked out the window at the passing cars. We were almost at the doctor’s office. My stomach clenched at the realization.
“Why not?”
I sighed. “I don’t want to make a big deal of it, Daniel.”