Anna contemplates whether or not to stay in California, Eva tries to win her sister over with clothes.
“You have a nice house.” Anna said after a moment of silence passed between them.
“Oh, thank you,” Eva said smiling, “I’m happy you are here.” Anna ignored this. “Do you want to play cards with us?” Anna thought about it for a second. Did she want to play cards?
“Eli only knows a couple of games: go fish, rummy, and bs.”
“Okay.” She wondered where a five year old would learn how to play rummy.
When Eli came back they went into the living room where a deck of cards already sat on the floor. They played two rounds of go fish and then a quick game of slap jack before Eva brought Eli to bed leaving Anna to sit on the floor and wait for her sister’s return.
“So,” she said walking into the room, “You need to go see the beach when it’s nice out, and we’ll go into the city tomorrow so you can see all the people.” She sat on the floor next to her sister, “And if you want we can drive up to San Francisco this weekend, check out the bridge, Chinatown, the market. Is there anything in California you really want to see?”
Anna racked her brain, but because Eva lived in California Anna never thought about it. She knew very little about the state.
“No, not really.”
“Are you sure? We can do whatever, I mean, we’ve go all the time in the world.”
There was a silence where Eva wanted to ask something, but was afraid of Anna’s possible reactions.
“So, that girl… in St. John’s Grocery, why did she say you weren’t allowed in there anymore?” Eva asked quietly.
Anna suddenly stood up. After a second thought she sat back down. “I beat her up.”
“That would take a while to explain.”
“Well, let’s hear it,” Eva urged.
Anna sighed. “That was Emily St. John, James’s – that kid who chased down your car? His sister. James and I had this thing.” Anna tried to think of the best way to describe it for the story, “We would have sex.” She said, coming out with it. It wasn’t what Eva expected to hear at all and that showed on her face. “But… I mean, that wasn’t all. We would do things together, watch movies, go swimming, make dinner.”
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