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时尚女魔头 穿普拉达的恶魔 英文原版-第47部分

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  my parents had grudgingly accepted that their daughter wasn’t 
  answering until noon。 In the seven seconds it took to figure all 
  this out; I was also contemplating a reason why I should pick up 
  this phone call。 Emily’s reasons from the first day came back to me; 
  though; and so I started my arm in a floor sweep from the fort of 
  my bed。 I managed to click it open just before it stopped ringing。

  “Hello?” I was proud that my voice sounded strong and clear; as 
  though I’d spent the past few hours working hard at something 
  respectable rather than passed out in a sleep that was so deep; so 
  intense; it couldn’t possibly have indicated good things about my 
  health。

  “Morning; honey! Glad to hear you’re awake。 I just wanted to tell 
  you that we’re in the sixties on Third; so I’ll be there in just ten 
  minutes or so; OK?” My mom’s voice came booming over the line。 
  Moving day! It was moving day! I’d forgotten entirely that my 
  parents had agreed to e into the city to help me pack my stuff up 
  and take it to the new apartment Lily and I had rented。 We were 
  going to lug the boxes of clothes and CDs and picture albums while 
  the real movers tackled my massive bed frame。

  “Oh; hi; Mom;” I mumbled; lapsing back into tired…voice mode。 “I 
  thought you were her。”

  “Nope; you’ve got yourself a break today。 Anyway; where should we 
  park? Is there a garage right around there?”

  “Yeah; right under my building; just enter right from Third。 Give 
  them my apartment number in the building and you’ll get a discount。 
  I’ve got to get dressed。 I’ll see you soon。”

  “OK; honey。 Hope you’re ready to work today!”

  I fell back onto my pillow and considered my options for possibly 
  going back to sleep。 They were looking really grim; considering 
  they’d driven all the way in from Connecticut to help me move。 Just 
  then; the alarm clock blared its signature static。 Ah hah! So Ihad 
  remembered that today was moving day。 The reminder that I wasn’t 
  going pletely crazy was a small fort。

  Getting out of bed was; quite possibly; even harder to do than other 
  days even though it was happening a few hours later。 My body had 
  been briefly tricked into thinking that it would actually get to 
  catch up; had depended on reducing that infamous “sleep debt” we’d 
  learned about in Psych 101; when I wrenched it from bed。 There was a 
  small pile of clothes I’d left folded by the bed; the only things 
  besides my toothbrush that I hadn’t yet packed。 I pulled on the blue 
  Adidas windpants; the hooded Brown sweatshirt; and the pair of 
  filthy gray New Balance sneakers that had acpanied me around the 
  world。 Not a second after I swooshed the last of my Listerine did 
  the buzzer ring。

  “Hi; guys。 I’ll buzz you up; just a sec。”

  There was a knock on the door two minutes later; and instead of my 
  parents there stood a rumpled…looking Alex。 He looked great; as 
  usual。 His faded jeans hung low on nonexistent hips; and his 
  long…sleeved navy T…shirt was just the right amount of tight。 The 
  tiny wire…rims he wore only when he couldn’t tolerate his contacts 
  were perched in front of very red eyes; and his hair was all over 
  the place。 I couldn’t stop myself from hugging him on the spot。 I 
  hadn’t seen him since the Sunday before; when we’d met for a quick 
  midafternoon Coffee。 We’d intended to spend the whole day and night 
  together; but Miranda had needed an emergency babysitter for Cassidy 
  so she could take Caroline to the doctor; and I had been recruited。 
  I’d gotten Home too late to spend any real time with him; and he’d 
  recently stopped camping out in my bed just to get a glimpse of me; 
  which I understood。 He’d wanted to stay over the night before; but I 
  was still in that stage of parent…pretending: even though all 
  parties involved knew that Alex and I were sleeping together; 
  nothing could be done; said; or implied to actually confirm it。 And 
  so I hadn’t wanted him there when my parents arrived。

  “Hey; babe。 I thought you guys could use some help today。” He held 
  up a Bagelry bag that I knew would contain salt bagels; my favorite; 
  and some large coffees。 “Are your parents here yet? I brought them 
  Coffees; too。”

  “I thought you had to tutor today;” I said just as Shanti emerged 
  from her bedroom wearing a black pantsuit。 She hung her head as she 
  walked past us; mumbled something about working all day; and left。 
  We so seldom talked; I wondered if she realized today was my last 
  day in the apartment。

  “I did; but I called the two little girls’ parents and both said 
  that tomorrow morning was fine with them; so I’m all yours!”

  “Andy! Alex!” My father stood in the doorway behind Alex; beaming as 
  though this were the best morning on earth。 My mom looked so awake I 
  wondered if she was on drugs。 I did a quick once…over of the 
  situation and figured that they would rightly assume that Alex had 
  just arrived since he was still wearing his shoes and was obviously 
  holding recently purchased food。 Besides; the door was still open。 
  Phew。

  “Andy said you couldn’t make it today;” my dad said; setting down 
  what looked like a bag of bagels—also salt; no doubt—and Coffees on 
  the table in the living room。 He deliberately avoided eye contact。 
  “Are you on your way in or out?”

  I smiled and looked at Alex; hoping he wasn’t already regretting 
  what he’d gotten himself into so early in the morning。

  “Oh; I just got here; Dr。 Sachs;” Alex said gamely。 “I rearranged my 
  tutoring because I thought you two could use another pair of hands。”

  “Great。 That’s great—I’m sure it’ll be a big help。 Here; help 
  yourself to bagels。 Alex; I’m sorry to say that we didn’t get three 
  Coffees since we didn’t know you’d be here。” My dad looked genuinely 
  upset; which was touching。 I knew he still had trouble with his 
  youngest daughter having a boyfriend; but he did his best not to 
  show it。

  “No worries; Dr。 S。 I brought some stuff; too; so it looks like 
  there’s plenty。” And somehow; my dad and my boyfriend sat down on 
  the futon together—without a trace of awkwardness—and shared an 
  early…morning breakfast。

  I sampled salt bagels from each of their bags and thought about how 
  much fun it would be to live with Lily again。 We’d been out of 
  college for nearly a year now。 We’d tried to talk at least once a 
  day; but it still felt like we hardly ever saw each other。 Now; we 
  would e Home to each other and bitch about our respective hellish 
  days—just like old times。 Alex and my dad prattled on about sports 
  (basketball; I think) while my mom and I labeled the boxes in my 
  room。 Sadly; there wasn’t much: just a few boxes of bed linens and 
  pillows; another of photo albums and assorted desk supplies (even 
  though I lacked a desk); some makeup and toiletries; and a whole 
  bunch of garment bags filled with un…Runway…esque clothes。 Hardly 
  enough to warrant labels; I guess it was the assistant in me kicking 
  in。

  “Let’s get moving;” my dad called from the living room。

  “Shhh! You’ll wake Kendra;” I loudly whispered back。 “It is only 
  nine in the morning on a Saturday; you know。”

  Alex was shaking his head。 “Didn’t you see her leave with Shanti 
  before? At least; I think that was her。 There were definitely two of 
  them; and they were both wearing suits and looking unhappy。 Check 
  their bedroom。”

  The door to the room they managed to share by bunking their beds was 
  ajar; and I pushed it open slightly。 Both beds were made 
  meticulously; pillows fluffed and matching stuffed Gund dogs propped 
  up on each。 I didn’t realize until then that I’d never so much as 
  stepped foot in their room—in the few months I’d lived with these 
  girls; we hadn’t had a conversation of longer than thirty seconds—I 
  didn’t know exactly what they did; where they went; or if they had 
  any friends besides each other。 I was glad to be leaving。

  Alex and my dad had cleaned up the leftover food and were trying to 
  map out a game plan。 “You’re right; they’re both gone。 I don’t even 
  think they know I’m leaving today。”

  “Maybe leave them a note?” my mom suggested。 “Maybe on your Scrabble 
  board。” I’d inherited my father’s addiction to Scrabble; and he had 
  a theory that each new Home required a new board so I was leaving 
  the old one behind。

  I took the last five minutes in the apartment to make the tiles 
  read; “Thanks for everything and good luck XO Andy。” Fifty…nine 
  points。 Not bad。

  It took an hour to pack both of the cars up; with me not doing much 
  more than propping open the door to the street and guarding the 
  vehicle
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