Tara’s Story: Playground Fights, Bicycles, Cars

Tara eased on the brakes, slowing to a halt at the sidewalk to the elementary school. Tamy stopped just ahead, shoes skidding. “There goes that idea,” Tara complained, backing her bike into the road. “Not necessarily,” Tamy answered, squinting at the army of teenagers swarming the playground. “We could totally take them in a fight.”Continue reading “Tara’s Story: Playground Fights, Bicycles, Cars”

Tara’s Story: mother-pain

Tara briefly explained to Tamy what their mother said about Alex’s money disappearing as the two of them sat at the counter, pouring bowls of Fruity O’s into blue-green milk.
“Yeah, that is a problem,” Tamy sighed.
“What do we do?” Tara asked, shoveling Fruity O’s into her mouth.

Tara’s Story: old enough to work, young enough to dream

Tara crept downstairs, straining to make out hushed voices. Unfortunately, the stairs creaked under her weight and their mother and Quinn fell silent. She sighed, marching loudly the rest of the way while rubbing her eyes. She froze at the bottom of the stairs, as if she’d just noticed the two of them sitting atContinue reading “Tara’s Story: old enough to work, young enough to dream”

Tara’s Story Part 1

“Hello? Who’s this?” Tara said slowly. “It’s Tamy. Obviously.” her sister’s voice crackled through the walkie-talkie. Tara grinned, peering over the edge of the counter. She lifted the walkie-talkie to her mouth. “I can’t believe these actually work.” “Neither can I,” Tamy crackled. Tara sat on the icy tile, grinning like a maniac. “Do youContinue reading “Tara’s Story Part 1”

Family Ties: interlude

“My head hurts,” Tara muttered, burying her face in her knees. Tamy leaned against the desk, shutting her eyes. “Mine does too.” The house creaked; probably Quinn creeping down the stairs to get breakfast. “This whole time Nick was just pretending to spy on himself with powers the spy was trying to discover?” Tamy triedContinue reading “Family Ties: interlude”

Family Ties: Carnival Stand Scams

“You have fun with that,” Tamy called. Quinn didn’t appear to hear her. Tamy could have blamed it on the packed walkways of the park, the roaring of a red roller coaster car over their heads, but she didn’t. She sighed as Quinn disappeared into the buzzing crowd. “I’m sure he’ll have fun standing inContinue reading “Family Ties: Carnival Stand Scams”

Family Ties: Super-save Mart

They took the bikes, because they wanted to look normal. They left the unspoken question of what normal meant anymore hanging in the front yard, waiting for them to return like some sort of hungry ghost.
“You have money?” Tamy asked.
“Of course. I found it in Alex’s desk.”
Tamy’s feet stopped pedaling. “You stole it from Alex?”

Family Ties: like normal talk.

Tamy plastered a smile over her grinding teeth, bell peppers and pork sticking from her lips. She swallowed forcefully. “Can I have the water please?” she asked their mother.
Their mother blinked, gaze focusing. “What was that, Tamy?”
“I asked for the water,” she repeated.

Family Ties: Disappearing Act

Tamy fretted over her suitcase. She’d forgotten to check what Tara was wearing today, so she didn’t know which color she should try and match with. Not that it really mattered. They’d stopped doing that in fourth grade, when they stopped looking quite as similar. But today it did matter. A tiny bit. She glancedContinue reading “Family Ties: Disappearing Act”