I rushed to get ready, then sulkily followed Madeleine out to her car. We climbed into her 2007 Mustang.
"So, where are we going?" Madeleine asked as we pulled out of the parking garage.
Such perk suggests something evil. I thought.
"The library." And with that tart reply I went back to glaring out my window. I can't believe I'm allowing myself to do this. I don't even know this woman! It might not have been so bad if they'd actually told me. But they actually think that I'm gonna be ok with having my almost boyfriend as a brother? Think again daddy-o.
"I'm afraid I've never been to any libraries in Chicago, do you think you could direct me there?" Her request was so sincere yet tentative I had no choice but to soften a little. I'm not very good at making people suffer.
"Yeah, I think I can." I responded, not quite sweetly, but definitely kindly. "I've only been to this library a couple other times, so I'm not quite sure I know exactly how to get there."
"Well, you have a better idea than I do."
She smiled and moved her shoulders as if in a silent chuckle. I pretended not to notice, even though I knew this would be a perfect opportunity for a million different reactions. The truth was I couldn't decide whether to get angry or ask what she was thinking about. Opting out of this invitation was the best move I had at the moment.
We drove along in silence for awhile, and finally it was Madeleine who broke the quiet.
"Do you know how to drive Kylee?"
"I'm afraid I've never been to any libraries in Chicago, do you think you could direct me there?" Her request was so sincere yet tentative I had no choice but to soften a little. I'm not very good at making people suffer.
"Yeah, I think I can." I responded, not quite sweetly, but definitely kindly. "I've only been to this library a couple other times, so I'm not quite sure I know exactly how to get there."
"Well, you have a better idea than I do."
She smiled and moved her shoulders as if in a silent chuckle. I pretended not to notice, even though I knew this would be a perfect opportunity for a million different reactions. The truth was I couldn't decide whether to get angry or ask what she was thinking about. Opting out of this invitation was the best move I had at the moment.
We drove along in silence for awhile, and finally it was Madeleine who broke the quiet.
"Do you know how to drive Kylee?"
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