It is close to midnight and I have been lying in bed fully clothed since after dinner. I didn't feel like doing anything. I couldn't do anything. I still can't. I haven't even changed into my pajamas or washed my face. I just want to be alone with my thoughts. The same thoughts that keep ebbing in and out of my mind.
Justin's 18th Birthday is Monday.
Mom and dad have decided to fly back to Jalukka this Friday.
Cameron arrives Saturday.
I know that I should be every shade of happy and excited, but I cannot shake this uneasy feeling that there is something more going on.
I learned of my family's sudden travel plans the moment I arrived home from my meeting with Sabra. Gram insists that it's because everyone wants to be together for Justin's Birthday, however, knowing my brother the way that I do, I don't believe her. I think it has to do with mom and the cancer, which would explain why Gram acted so distant when she got off the phone with her earlier in the afternoon.
I hate the lying. I hate the dishonesty. But at the same time, I think I prefer it. I don't want to know the truth. I'd rather live believing that everything is fine than live fearing that she might die.
When I finally get up to shower, I notice my cell phone lighting up on the bedside table. I look down at the caller ID and see it's Josh calling. I freeze, wondering what to do.
Should I pick it and tell him about my mom and what I assume is going on with her health? If I pick it up I have to lie about seeing Sabra. I want to talk to him. I need
to talk to someone. But by the time I decide what to do and to finally answer the call, it's too late.
I had taken too long. He is no longer on the line. Looking at my phone, I discovered that since the late afternoon he has called me 7 times and sent me 5 text messages. I instantly feel bad. I begin to wonder if something bad has happened and that's why he's been trying to get a hold of me. Maybe there was an accident on the boat? I quickly read through the messages:
5:20pm Hey Milla, What are you doing? Want to meet up? Have something
to tell you! =)
7:46pm I have great news! Call me ASAP so I can tell you! Is it too late to
hang out?
8:33 pm Mila, did you know you're IMPOSSIBLE to get a hold of? Lol
10:07pm Call me... Good news to share. I know you'll love it!
11:15pm Mila, I've been trying to get ahold of you ALL night!
A sigh of relief washes over as I realize nothing horrible prompted his need to speak with me. It was actually good news. Wonder what it is he wants to share?
I call him back right away, but of course, he doesn't pick up. I hope he's not mad at me for not being so hard to reach all night! I will try one more time. Still nothing. Maybe he went to sleep? I silently curse myself for putting my phone on silent before heading to Sabra's. The only reason I even did that was on the off chance that Josh might call me. I didn't want to pick it up and have to lie about where I was.
After a quick shower, I am sitting on my bed in my blue plaid pajama shorts and pink tank brushing my wet hair, when a light knock on the door startles me. My heart starts to pound. I know that if it was someone in my family, they would just barge in.
Is it Sabra? Had she sensed something and come to see if I was okay? I hope not. I really don't want to deal with her at the moment. I am ready to turn the lights off, jump into bed and pretend to be asleep, when I hear a voice I immediately recognize.
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Teen FictionAre mermaids real? This is the question that 16 year old Mila keeps asking herself. It's something she never thought about... that is until she visits the tiny island of Jalukka and her life turns upside down. Mila is a girl who has based her whole...