Comfortable Madness First PDF 4-13-18

Angie laughed. It was a cruel, hard sound, like glass cutting
away flesh.
“You’re pregnant,” she said. “Even Tayla’s not that good.”
I couldn’t look at her, so I closed my eyes. I couldn’t
breathe so I bit my lip. Blood rolled slowly over my tongue.
“I didn’t cheat,” I said.
Angie just shook her head.
“I didn’t,” I said. “I swear.”
“The whole virgin birth thing is a little over done,” she
said.
“Never mind.”
I pushed past her. I grabbed my bag and started for the
door.
“Who was it?” Angie asked. “It had to be someone, Butter.
Even you’re not that crazy.”
Something hard stopped me. Something tight grabbed hold
of me.
“Gid,” I said.
Nothing for a long time. Just silence and thought and pity.
When she spoke, Angie’s voice was laced with ice.
“Jesus,” she said.
“Angie,” I said. “Please.”
“I swear.”
She came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my
waist.
“Butter,” she said. “Even you know better than that.”
My spine slumped.
“Tayla’s going to lose her mind,” Angie said.
“I know.”
We sat on the floor together for a long time before she took
my hand.
“Shit happens,” she said. “Mistakes and whatnot.”