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Grip
IT’S JUST ONE of those days.
Monica’s singing in my head. I’m relying on nineties R&B to
articulate myself. I’m that hungry. My mouth waters when I think of the
huge burrito I was this close to shoveling down my throat before I got the
call. My stomach adds a rumble sound effect to the hunger.
I visually pick through the dense LAX crowd, carefully checking each
baggage claim carrousel. No sign of her. Or at least what I think she might
look like.
Rhyson still hasn’t texted me his sister’s picture. If I know my best
friend—and I do—he probably doesn’t have a picture of her on his phone.
He wouldn’t want to admit that, knowing how important family is to me, so
I bet he’s scrambling to find one. They are the weirdest family I’ve ever
met, which is saying something since mine is no Norman Rockwell
painting.
I’ve never actually met any of the Gray family except Rhys and
his Uncle Grady. Rhyson’s parents and sister still live in New York, and he
hasn’t seen them in years. Not since he emancipated. We don’t
“emancipate” where I come from. Nah. We keep shit simple and just never
come home. Worked for my dad. He didn’t even wait ’til I was born to
leave. Less messy and fewer legal fees. But we didn’t have a fortune to
fight over like the Grays did.
My phone rings, and I answer, still scanning the crowd for a girl fitting
Rhyson’s vague description.
“Whassup, Rhys.” I clutch the phone and crane my neck to see over
what must be a college basketball team. Not one of them is under six five.
Even at six two, I can’t see the forest for the trees with trees this tall.
“Trying to finish this track. Bristol there yet?” That note in Rhyson’s
voice tells me this conversation only holds half his attention. He’s in the
studio, and when he’s there, good luck getting him to think about anything
other than music. I get it. I’m the same way.
“I don’t know if she’s here or not. Did you forget to send the picture?”
“Oh, yeah. The picture.” He clears his throat to make way for whatever
excuse he’s about to give me. “I thought I had it on my phone. Maybe I
accidentally deleted it or something.”
Or something. I let him get away with that. Rhyson’s excuse for sending
me to pick his sister up from the airport is legit.
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