This Delicious Death by Kayla Cottingham EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Kayla Cottingham
- Language: English
- Genre: Teen & Young Adult Fairy Tales & Folklore Adaptations eBooks
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Am I still a monster
If I run my fingers through your hair
And kiss you to sleep?
Baby, you’re in too deep.
—“Monster” by No Flash Photography
When my parents asked if I wanted a Mini Cooper for graduation, I didn’t
think ahead to whether or not it would have enough trunk space to
accommodate my cooler full of organs.
Also, the cooler with all the sparkling waters, but that was less of a
priority.
“Can you stack the coolers on top of each other?” my best friend, Celeste,
suggested, pointing to my trunk with a finger that ended in a sharp pink
acrylic nail. “Or put one of the back seats down?”
I shot her a look, one eyebrow raised. Celeste Fairbanks was white, with
pink hair, a slim build, and long legs that seemed to go on for miles. She
was taller than me by a good half a foot, accentuated by the fact that she
was currently wearing white platform heels. They paired nicely with her
pink heart-patterned pinafore and pearlescent eyeshadow—both newly
purchased using her growing influencer income.
Leave it to Celeste to look cute before 8 a.m., the absolute monster.
“They’re too tall to stack,” I pointed out, crossing my arms. “And unless
you want Valeria to sit in your lap the whole way to the festival, we need all
the back seats.”
Celeste hummed in agreement, grimacing. We were currently standing in
front of the Fairbanks house, packing up the Mini for our first-ever road trip
to Desert Bloom, a music festival in the Mojave Desert a few hours’ drive
away. The house was a modest box-shaped bungalow with a lush garden of
desert plants adorning the front. Solar panels glinted on the roof, unlike
most homes in Aspen Flats, whose occupants were far too stubborn to
consider converting to sustainable energy—despite recent proof of the
consequences of not doing so.
“You’re gonna have to consolidate,” said Wendy, Celeste’s mom. She was
nearly a foot shorter than her daughter, but she made up for it by wearing
tall leopard-print heels. Despite living in California for decades, her thick
Jersey accent still clung to every syllable she spoke. “See if you can fit it all
in the bigger cooler, and I’ll take the other one back in the house.”
Celeste sighed. “It feels…kind of wrong to put seltzers in the flesh
cooler.”
“The flesh cooler,” I repeated under my breath, biting back a smile.
Celeste’s lip twitched for a moment before she cracked and broke into
laughter.
Which immediately made me break too, with an inelegant snort that made
Celeste laugh even harder. Something about seeing her double over trying
to catch her breath only made it worse. Playfully, I shoved her shoulder and
she batted my hand away, giggling behind her hand.
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