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kozarevets story 2 by: pstoev
Toothfairy
By: R.M.Gilbert
“I can’t believe you rode that bike to school. It’s sort of lame,” Taylor says, sticking me in the ribs with her elbow.
“Mom needed the car and I missed the bus,” I mumble while my lockers slammed shut by a couple of guys screwing off in the hallway.
“Yeah, but that bike is so…old.” Her nose wrinkles.
Taylor’s idea of ‘going without’ is taking her dad’s Hummer to school instead of the vintage Mustang. So there’s no point in explaining to her that Mom is on the verge of losing her job at the bar and grill, since her cars left her stranded three times in the last two weeks. Taylor would shrug and say, your mom can get a new job. And move on like it’s that simple. And for some people life is, but for others…
“Are you coming to my party Saturday?” she asks and gives a wave to a few of her other friends.
“I don’t think I’m gonna make it.”
She pouts. “Why not?”
“Mom’s gotta work behind the bar until two, so I’m babysitting Johnny.”
“Can’t she find someone else?”
There is no one else, I want to tell her, but instead I shrug and we head for our first period class. “I’ll see if I can find somebody.”
“You always say that.”
She’s right, I do always say that, but it’s the best I can do since Mom can’t afford a sitter.
***
SATURDAY NIGHT
“So what’ll it be tonight Johnny, Spongebob or Scooby?” I ask holding up two DVD’s. We’ve practically worn them out; they’ve been watched so many times.
He smiles, a big toothless grin and points at Scooby. And when I settle in next to him on the couch, he whispers, “Do you think the toothfairy will come tonight?”
“Sure she will.”
“But she didn’t come last night. Or the night before that.”
“She’s busy, kiddo.” I try to smile, but it is difficult knowing that after paying rent and the electric, mom needed to barrow twenty-five dollars from a friend at work for gas money. And next week’s check is needed to cover more of Johnny’s hospital bills. I sigh. Whoever thought a bit of change from the toothfairy would be so hard to come by?
I stand and go to the kitchen. “You hungry?”
“Yep.” He hops like a bunny across the floor.
“How about peanut butter sandwiches?”
“Can we have jelly?”
“We’re out of jelly,” I say.
“Still?”
I nod.
He frowns and curls his tiny hands over the countertop and stretches to his tippy-toes, when a knock sounds on the front door. “I’ll get it.” He pushes away from the cupboard and races through the house.
“Hey, is your sister home?”
“Taylor’s here,” he shouts when I’m a foot from him.
“I see that.” I glance up at her. “Weren’t you having a party tonight?”
“It canceled.” She hands Johnny a pizza box.
“Why?” I ask.
“Because I have this friend that needs me and whether she knows it or not, I need her too.” Taylor kicks her shoes off and bends at the knee in front of Johnny. “It looks to me like someone’s had a few visits from the toothfairy.”
He shakes his head. “Nope, she’s been busy.”
“Johnny,” I say, clearing my throat. “How about you go put the pizza on the table?”
“K.” He toddles off and Taylor comes to her full height again.
“I’m sorry,” she says, “I didn’t know things were this bad.”
I choke back the tears.
She leans in and whispers, “I’m going to be a better friend.”
“You’re my bestfriend.” I hug her.
“No,” she says, “tonight I’m the toothfairy.”
© 2010, August 3, rmg.
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