That’s why they need a sign

From The Everywhere Girl Diaries – a work of fiction

Third week of March, year one

Dear Diary,

Ahhhhhh, Spring break.   I have a midterm to study for and a paper to write, but otherwise, it’s sleep, mom’s home cooking, and bugging the siblings.  I’m also helping Dad with the taxes.  He put both leaves in the dining room table and has papers spread from one end to the other.  It looks like the messy desk of Albert Einstein.  I personally think he should have gone to H & R block.

I am a bit bummed that Angie, Peter, and Ally aren’t around.  Ally flew back to New York last Saturday (the day I got here) and Peter’s spring break isn’t until next week.  Angie is off this week, but she’s not coming home.  She’s in Colorado with her roommate.  She just sent me a picture of her at the Continental Divide, which I honestly imagined would be more, more, well… more something. In school they always talked about how the water flows in opposite directions and I think that I always thought that you would be able to see that, that it would be more obvious. Since it’s not, I suppose that’s why they need a sign.

Anyway, luckily, I have Busty.  We talk at least twice a day and text the rest of the time.  She’s kind of at loose ends this week.  She didn’t say why, but she’s staying at her uncle’s house and not at home with her parents.

I’m glad I have her.  She’s the only one I can really talk to about my job.  She is always really interested and asks lots of questions.  I think other people would be bored – not that I could or would tell anyone else anyway. In fact, I’ve gotten pretty good at the “I work for a photographer” story.

This morning we spent at least an hour trying to decide if I should tell Mr. Mallard about the guy in Dubai and the fact that he is a person of interest in the latest crime.  We never could decide.