Chapter 36
Isla
Heather: Do I want to know why I have a text from Alistair threatening to barricade me in my house if I take his spot in the Cairn her giggles when Alistair performed Zazu’s lines in a posh English accent, which sounded suspiciously close to mine, were like drops of stardust.
“How do you know this song?” she demanded.
He glanced at her steadily in the rearview mirror. “Theodora, there’s anglerfish that know the lyrics to this song.”
I had no clue what an anglerfish was. But apparently Teddy did, because the two of them laughed while my heart performed an unsteady thump, thump, thump.
I should probably get that checked out. Visit a cardiologist. A neurologist too, to work on these delusions.
Because suddenly I was staring into the future.
Every weekend this way. Riding shotgun in Alistair’s car, Teddy singing in the back, suddenly too grown up for her booster seat.
Eventually too cool to talk to us at all.
She’d wear headphones and stare out the window.
Or the microchips kids would have surgically implanted into their ears in the future – who knew what; I wasn’t a scientist – but it didn’t matter, because she was there.
All three of us.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.