Some New Trend

Chapter Three :: Josh by Kevin Wilder





I’M IN BED EARLY, READING A BOOK from the public library about French design, having reached a chapter entirely dedicated to Jean Nouvel. And after finally approaching a point of near-relaxation over tomorrow’s plan, Stephanie walks in without knocking. 

“If you’re looking to get a ride somewhere,” I tell her, “I’m afraid you’re a little late.”

She crosses her arms, takes off her giant headphones and asks, “Why have you been spending so much time in here?”

“What do you mean? It’s my room. I’m allowed to hibernate on occasion, aren’t I?”

I pick the book back up, and Stephanie exits. But before I can read another sentence, she’s back again, sitting with a toothbrush in her mouth and stretching her legs across my Navajo rug. She finds one of my clipboards and uses it to fill in some blanks on a job application. I don’t ask questions.

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