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Oh dear

“Well –” I started

“Da car probleet rid of that dratted Volvo I keep telling hio He’s had it for sixteen years! I keep telling he can buy a hybrid, they’re good for the environment or, at least, not as bad as other cars I mean, does he want to be buried in that Volvo, for God’s sake?”

Dad and his Volvo Why did discussing this, again (we’d discussed it, like, seven hundred thousand ti hated that Volvo) alsooff but you’re coht I don’t care what you have going on And you’re bringing Mr Sexy Voice with you I knowfrom you I’m so pleased you’ve ht he was a bit of an idiot Then again, any irl is an idiot”

Ohto cry

“Plus,” she went on, “there is the so! Our house Tomorrow Six With your one

I stared at the receiver then I hit the off button The instant I did, it rang in ), I hit the on button and greeted hesitantly, “Hello?”

“Forgot to ask, sweetie, does your ?” Moether The etarian it wasn’t funny and yet I burst out laughing Probably hysterically

Through etarian”

“Oh, okay, well, anything else he doesn’t eat?”

I controlled my hilarity and started, “Mom, I need to explain –”

“Explain toet your father Is there so, Moain she was gone

I beeped the off button again

Oh crap, did I just allow my mother to order me and my other world man (who I hated) to dinner?

Shit!

Then I set about calling my friends None of then

I left hesitant, “I really need to talk to you, soes and hoped

After that, I took the trash out to the duet staples and ca a very well-tailored suit and looking around at the newly cleaned apartave ht up to me, hauled me into his arms and laid a wet one on me

And I knew instantly it was not Tor because whoever the hell this guy was, he kissed weird

Which meant my body turned to stone

He lifted his head and looked down at me

Yep, not Tor I hadn’t noticed it but he didn’t have a scar

“Hey, princess, what’s goin’ on?” His eyes travelled down to my chest then shot up to my face “And what’s with that ratty-assed sweatshirt?”

Holy crap Holy crap Holy crap!

Cora had found this world’s Tor! Why? How? Why?

“Uh… Tor?” I asked

“What?” he asked back

“Tor?” I tried again

“What the fk you talkin’ about, babe?”