Action Figures - Issue Two: Black Magic Women - Plot & Excerpts
That puts us more or less on-schedule; whenever we have a blowout, it normally takes a couple of days to get to the point where we can talk to each other without any tension or awkwardness. By tomorrow, we’ll look like we actually like each other.The doorbell rings. “Sara’s here. Got to go.”“You should wait for the bus today,” Mom says. “The sidewalks are terrible.”“We’ll be fine. Can I have my phone?”“It’s on the coffee table. Have a good day.”“You too.”See? We’re all kinds of civil. Familial bliss, here we come.I second-guess my decision to walk to school after stepping outside, because it is freakin’ freezing out. Sara, bundled up like an Eskimo, gives me a hello nod. She has some serious raccoon eyes going on.“Hey. You okay? You don’t look too hot.”“Tough night. You missed all the fun, and I use that term veeeerrrrrry loosely,” she says, a stuffy nose robbing her of her ability to pronounce Ns clearly.I check my phone. There are a half-dozen calls from Concorde, all placed within a ten-minute period.
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