Amanda checked the bus and train fares online. Trisha
brought over some snacks and set a bowl of tortilla chips and nacho cheese dip
next to her. She then sat down on a beat-up recliner that Amanda picked up at a
thrift shop and threw her legs over one of the armrests
it is then?” Trisha said as she grabbed the bowl of chips and set them on her
Amanda glanced at her and laughed. “Make yourself at home,
why don't you? Of course, a train. I'm not in a that much in a hurry to get
there and back and I don't care for airport security. Unlike Buses, we can at
least walk around on our trip.”
Trisha didn't respond. She seemed to be studying the
painting that was hanging across the room from them. She finally set the chip
bowl back down onto the coffee table and walked over to it.
is the painting that you bought,” Trisha said wistfully. She looked at it and
seemed to trail off as if to reminisce.
Todd bought it for me,” Amanda said, “It was a gift.” She was somewhat
distracted by the computer. She continued slowly, “I found it very
happens to be my favorite.” Trisha said, finally breaking her gaze off of the
painting to look at Amanda. “It kind of reminds me of when I was a kid.”
Trisha sat back onto the recliner, swinging her legs over
the arm again. She realized that she had put the chip bowl out of her reach and
decided that she didn't want them bad enough to get up to get them. So instead
she started to focus on her nails.
Amanda said with a sigh then turned to Trisha. “We leave in a few days.”
Trisha responded, then swung her legs to the front of the chair and leaned in.
“Are you and Todd, like, together now?”
Amanda gave her a sideways glance. She didn't like talking
about her personal life that much. Especially since she can't even figure it
Amanda said. “He hasn't said anything about it and I don't want to ask.” Amanda
turned her computer off. “I'm not exactly interested in a relationship now.”
would be your first choice, right?”
Amanda signed. “Well, yeah, I guess.”
It wasn't the answer Trisha was looking for, but before she
could pry further, her phone rang. She answered it.
Trisha said, “What's up? Oh yeah, we just got the tickets." Then there was
a pause. "We'll be there for a month, providing everything goes
well." Another, shorter pause. "Okay, I'll see you then.
Amanda gave Trisha a quizzical look.
uh, my agent,” Trisha said. “He wants to make sure that I'll be at the next art
show. The last one was a success.”
still coming with me, right?” Amanda asked, not sure what to make of the phone
yeah!” Trisha said sounding a little indignant. “I really want to see the east
coast. I've never been there, so I definitely don't want to give that up.”
I still do have to go,” Trisha gestures towards the door. “My agent is somewhat
old-school and wants to meet in person to discuss the details. Someone has got
to show him the joys of email.”
Amanda laughed. “Nothing is more wondrous than deleting
hundreds of spam emails.”
right?” Trisha said as she headed out the door.
Amanda closed the door, not sure if Trisha was being
forthcoming about her phone call. She sighed and figured that it probably was
too personal to ask.