Meanwhile, in Belleville... The screen door clapped shut behind the women, leaving the three children alone on the porch. “Hi, Tanner,” Dana said brightly. She still had the Luke Skywalker figurine, Bobby saw, holding it by one arm and letting poor Luke dangle like a monkey from a vine. Somewhere in one of the trees near the road, a squirrel scolded them, its strident voice reminding Bobby of the guinea pigs in the pet department at the G. C. Murphy. “Hi.” Tanner sounded about as happy having them there as Bobby felt being there. “Want to play *Star Wars*?” *Yeah, Tanner. You could be Chewbacca.* “Not really.” Tanner glanced down at the game in his hand. “We could play football, but only two can play at a time.” “Football’s no fun,” Dana replied, saving Bobby the mockery sure to come if Tanner found out he didn’t like the game. Nothing sounded more boring than tapping buttons and watching tiny red blips of light do the herky-jerky on the display. He’d seen the game at school several times since it came out last year, and just didn’t see the attraction. Judging by the excitement among the other boys when someone pulled one out, he sometimes thought maybe the problem was with him and not the toy. “What about truth or dare?” Tanner said, cutting his sullen gray eyes up toward the little girl. With one hand, he absently swiped his lank bangs to one side. “All three of us.” There was something not very nice about the way Tanner was looking at his sister, Bobby thought. It gave him a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. “How about cops and robbers?” Tanner rolled his eyes and for a minute Bobby thought he was about to be called a fag. *Well, it has been almost two minutes since we got here.* Tanner was a real one trick pony when it came to the insults, that was for sure.
Posted on: Fri, 09 Aug 2013 22:04:59 +0000
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