Monster

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Authors: Christopher Pike
Would that be all right? I'd like to talk about a lot of th ings. How abou t Friday night, after the game?”

“Are you going to play Friday?” she asked, s urprised.
    “ Yeah. My leg's fine, really. Would you like to get to gether then?”
    Angela considered a moment. They were at a funeral – a double funeral, for that matter. Jim had been Mary's boyfriend, and Mary was her best friend . He was right; t his wasn't the time to be discussing such matters. Jim wasn't asking her out on a date – not really. He just wanted to talk. There could be no harm in that .
    “ Sure, ” she said. “That'd be fine.”
     
    Angela got home around eleven o'clock. Her gran dfather was still asleep. He kept late hours when he was on the prowl for a new woman, which he had been for the last week. A week searching was a long time for him. Ang ela closed his bedroom door before sitting down at the ki tc h en table to read the paper. Mary 's rampage was still fron t -p age news. Angela had asked the police that her role in the events not be discussed, and so far she had avoided being turned into a hero by the media. She hadn't gone to school on Monday and didn' t know how her classmates were going to treat her. She had no taste for the hero role, especially at the expense of her best friend and two dead classmates.
    Angela had hardly set tl ed herself when there came a knock at her door. It was Kevin Christopher, a guy from her class who lived up the road . Next to Mary, he was the best friend she had in the small communit y of P oi nt. Their friendship m igh t have been even closer if he hadn’t developed an immediate crush on her when they first met at the beginning of the summer. He made no secret o f his devotion to her, which both flattered her and mad e her uneasy . Kevin was short, about five eight, with a m ess of black hair and a grin that would light up at the sligh t reference to his favourite subjec t s, which, of course, w ere sex and sex. Yet Angela believed Kevin had never had sex outside the confines of his own head. Too much the alt ar boy, he was never crude, even when he was trying to be. He simply didn't have the experience to draw upon, she figured.
    Not that she had any. In fact, they made a great pair, both virgins pretend ing they had been around the world on a waterbed. She cared a great deal for Kevin . He made her laugh, and she sure could have used him over the weekend . Yet she hadn't seen him since before the party and didn't know where he had been.
    “ Am I late? ” he asked as she opened the door.
    She smiled, although it was forced. The funerals had taken more out of her than she had realized . “ You are jus t in tim e. Come in, ta ke off your clothes. Let's do it q uick . My husband will be back in a few minutes. ”
    Kevin jumped inside the door . “Where is he?”
    “ With your wife.”
    “ The tramp.”
    “ Really. How w ould y ou like it today? ”
    “ Hard and fast, ” he said.
    “Is there any other way?” she asked. Then she laughed as he grabbed her, and she pushed him away. She really didn 't feel like clowning around. “ Calm down, boy. My husband is asleep in the next room.”
    Pre tending disappointment, he said, “ Maybe next time .”
    “There's always time,” she agreed. They carried on like this whenever they saw each other. It had become a ritual. But some time s she worried if she hurt his feelings because she was the one who had to bring him back to earth. She wished she had romantic feelings for Kevin – they might even have had fun together. He was handsome enough, but h e just didn't do i t for her.
    Not t he way, say , Jim Kline did.
    But w e 're not going t o think about that . He's a monst er, re member? He eats poor unsuspecting visitors.
    M a ry had a sick imagination. Maybe she could write horror books in prison and make a fortune.
    “ A and W, ” Kevin said, giving her a quick hug . “ How are you?” He often called her – Angela Warner – A & W in honour

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