Go Right: Short Stories
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A quarter deposit for sex...
A superspy on her way to a playdate...
... Not to mention what happens to the family pizza recipe.
Six short stories about ordinary people making ordinary decisions. But one decision can change the outcome of a day... or possibly the course of an entire life.
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Go Right - Sara Roberts Jones
Copyright © 2016 Sara Roberts Jones
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
These stories are works of fiction. Any resemblance to real events or actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
Printed in the United States of America
ISBN 9780996611121
SaraRobertsJones.com
Contents
Intersections
Jimmy’s Pizza Pie
The Secret Life of Paige Parker
The Dang Truck
In a Canoe
Uncle Bobby’s Laying on the Porch
Acknowledgements
Many thanks to my mom and the rest of my family—they always read my stuff and laugh at my jokes. Thanks especially to my sister Lauren, who read early versions of these stories and said they were good. I think she was just being nice, but it gave me the encouragement I needed to actually make them good.
Thanks also to Synonymous, for our monthly dose of creativity and coffee; the Writerlies, for our quarterly dose of writing and hard root beer; my online friends who get pulled into brainstorming sessions and check my details for accuracy; Deidre, for her unflagging enthusiasm and help; and Lee Ann at Illuminations Editing. Many others deserve thanks as well, because they also read my stuff and laugh at my jokes.
I’m very grateful to my kids, who think I’m kind of cool for writing books.
And deepest gratitude to Darren, who has done all he possibly can to help me reach my dreams—including giving me directions that do not include words like north
or right.
Thank you.
Intersections
A high wind blew through Gilly Valley overnight, pushing an old tree across the intersection of West Parkins Boulevard and Ollie Pope Road. The road crew took care of the tree and moved on. They didn’t notice that they’d knocked the road sign askew.
The next day, McKee Langley took the wrong road.
The Langleys were heading to a birthday weekend for an old friend; they had fifty miles to go, and not quite enough time to get there. They’d left the highway for the haphazard roads of Gilly Valley—a town they didn’t know, and didn’t particularly want to.
Cheryl was reading handwritten directions off a piece of notebook paper. She glanced up in time to see the off-kilter street sign.
Go right!
she exclaimed. That’s our turn!
McKee hit the Durango’s brakes and veered onto the side road. Behind them, an irate blue minivan honked as it flew past.
McKee! I didn’t say get us killed!
You told me to go right,
McKee said. I went right.
Would you please stop it?
Stop what?
Sulking. You’ve been sulking ever since we left home.
I’m not sulking. I’m confused. I don’t see why Kathy can’t bring her own darn china to her own darn niece instead of getting us to do it.
"I offered, Cheryl reminded him.
I was being neighborly. It’s not very far out of our way and Kathy can’t really spare two hours one-way just to deliver a couple of boxes."
Maybe she can fill in for me at practice then. How’s she with the fiddle? Three-stringed fiddle if one breaks.
It’s not my fault you forgot your extra strings.
Didn’t say it was.
See, this is why I didn’t tell you about the china until this morning. Gave you less time to stew about it.
I thought I was sulking. Now I stew?
Yes. You stew and you sulk and you take forever to come to a decision.
Good thing I’ve got people to rush me into them.
I’m not people. I’m your wife.
The joke was a staple of their twenty-six years of marriage. Cheryl said it as a peace offering. McKee twitched his mouth in acknowledgement and turned on the CD player.
They’d listened to the song five times already, but Cheryl was used to that. The Dusty Road bluegrass band was building its repertoire, and it was McKee who chose and adapted most of the music. She put in earbuds and started her own music on her phone.
Then McKee jabbed the power button and the music stopped. I don’t think we came the right way.
Cheryl pulled out her earbuds. Yes, we did.
She pointed to the paper on her knee. We’re on West Parkins Boulevard. In about half a mile, there should be a turn—Spitup Bottom.
What?
Well, that’s what it looks like. Kathy’s handwriting is atrocious.
So are her directions. There’s no turn as far as I can see.
Cheryl looked up, mouth open to object. The long, flat expanse of road stretched in front of her, unbroken pasture on either side.
McKee added, I think we should have taken the road on the left back there.
The sign said this is West Parkins! Let’s drive a little more and see if we find Spitup.
McKee raised his eyebrows. I can arrange some spit-up, if that’s what you really want.
He swerved the Durango drunkenly on the deserted highway. You’ve got strange hobbies, woman.
You should see the kind of people I marry,
Cheryl replied.
I’m not people …
McKee didn’t bother to finish, having scored his point.
He turned his music back on, and Cheryl gazed ahead expectantly to alert him to Spitup Bottom. After three miles, they saw a road marker, but it was for a private drive called Angelina Avenue. The road continued past old houses, a mechanic’s shop in an actual garage, and a sign for a highway they didn’t want to take.