I turned, giving Audrey my full attention. “She seems pretty great to me.”
“You don’t know her. She’s…”
“What the fuck are you doing here, dirtbag?” I heard yelled from the front of my yard.
I looked a little bit farther out the door to see Boone pulling up in his truck, Nettie half hanging out of the window and pointing at Audrey.
Her hair was wild, her makeup was smudged, and she was wearing that freshly fucked look that her sister was also wearing.
Boone, however, didn’t look nearly as pleased as I looked. He almost looked sick to his stomach.
It made me question whether he drank anymore yesterday after he’d left with Nettie.
That would explain the “near-death” look he had going on.
He pulled to a stop, and Nettie didn’t bother with the door. She crawled out through the window and fell straight into a pile of snow.
Eddy, who’d gotten to the door in time to watch that smooth move from her sister, started giggling.
If this situation wasn’t so bizarre, I might very well have laughed with her.
“Here are your things,” Eddy said as she placed the box on the porch railing and backed up into the warmth of the house. “If you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go grab a cup of coffee for my sister.”
Speaking of her sister…
Nine
If you hate yourself, remember you are not alone. A lot of other people hate you, too.
—Nettie to Eddy
Eddy
“What. The. Fuck.”
I heard my sister’s voice from the kitchen where I was making coffee.
“Nettie,” I heard Boone caution her.
“Don’t you dare, Bart,” Nettie snarled. “This crazy heifer always shows up when she’s not wanted. And I can guarantee you she’s not wanted here right now.”
“Nettie…” Boone started again.
“Not talking to you anyway.” Nettie scowled. “Audrey, I swear to all that’s holy. Get a clue. Don’t harass Weaver. Don’t come crawling around when Weaver eventually has to tell you to get away from him. Don’t try to stick your claws into any other Dixie Wardens, I can tell you now they don’t want you as bad as you think they do. This is something that has always been a problem, and your daddy won’t save you forever if you keep pissing people off. Mainly me.”
“I was here to get my stuff,” Audrey defended herself.
“You definitely left it here on purpose, didn’t you?” Nettie accused.
I just shook my head, a smile on my face.
I walked to the kitchen to stare in at the contents of the fridge.
He had plenty of eggs. Bacon. Some fancy cheese that I couldn’t pronounce, and fresh sourdough bread.
I pulled them all out and got started on the breakfast, knowing that this would go on for a while.
I started to hear less thanks to the sizzling of the bacon, so I was quite surprised when all three of them walked in about ten minutes later.
