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时尚女魔头 穿普拉达的恶魔 英文原版-第90部分

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  uncontrollably; “but I don’t think I’ll be able to make it to 
  the party tomorrow。 You understand don’t you? I’m sure it’ll 
  be lovely; so please do enjoy it。 That’s all。” And before she 
  could respond; I hitched my bag higher up on my shoulder; 
  ignored the pain that was searing from heel to toe; and 
  strutted outside to hail a cab。 I couldn’t remember feeling 
  better than that particular moment。 I was going Home。


  18                                                             

  “Jill; stop shouting for your sister!” my mother screamed 
  unhelpfully。 “I think she’s still sleeping。” And then; a voice 
  came even louder from the bottom of the stairs。

  “Andy; are you still sleeping?” she screamed in the general 
  direction of my room。

  I pried open an eye and checked the clock。 Quarter after eight 
  in the morning。 Dear god; what were these peoplethinking ?

  It took a few times of rocking from side to side before I 
  could muster enough strength to pull myself to sit; and when I 
  finally did; my whole body pleaded for more sleep; just a 
  little more sleep。

  “Morning;” Lily smiled; her face ing within inches of my 
  own when she turned to face me。 “They sure do get up early 
  around here。” Since Jill and Kyle and the baby were Home for 
  Thanksgiving; Lily had been forced to vacate Jill’s old room 
  and move onto the lower half of my childhood trundle bed; 
  which was currently pulled out and nearly level with my own 
  twin…size bed。

  “What are you plaining about? You look psyched to be awake 
  right now; and I’m not sure why。” She was propped up on one 
  elbow; reading a newspaper and sipping a cup of Coffee she 
  kept picking up and placing down on the floor next to the bed。

  “I’ve been up forever listening to Isaac cry。”

  “He’s been crying? Really?”

  “I can’t believe you didn’t hear him。 It’s been incessant 
  since about six…thirty。 Cute kid; Andy; but that whole 
  early…morning thing has got to go。”

  “Girls!” my mother screamed again。 “Is anyone awake up there? 
  Anyone? I don’t care if you’re still sleeping; just please 
  tell me one way or the other so I know how many waffles to 
  defrost!”

  “Please tell her one way or the other? I’m going to kill her; 
  Lil。” And then toward my still closed door: “We’re still 
  sleeping; can’t you tell? Fast asleep; probably for hours 
  more。 We don’t hear the baby or you screaming; or anything 
  else!” I shouted back; collapsing backward on the bed。 Lily 
  laughed。

  “Relax;” she said in a very un…Lily…like way。 “They’re just 
  happy you’re Home; and I; for one; am happy to be here。 
  Besides; it’s only a couple more months; and we’ve got each 
  other。 It’s really not so bad。”

  “A couple more months? It’s only been one so far; and I’m 
  ready to put a bullet in my head。” I yanked my nightshirt over 
  my head—one of Alex’s old workout ones—and put on a 
  sweatshirt。 The same jeans I’d been wearing every day for the 
  past few weeks lay rumpled in a ball near my closet; when I 
  pulled them over my hips; I noticed that were feeling snugger。 
  Now that I no longer had to resort to gulping down a bowl of 
  soup or subsisting on cigarettes and Starbucks alone; my body 
  had adjusted itself accordingly and gained back the ten pounds 
  I’d lost while working atRunway 。 And it didn’t even make me 
  cringe; Ibelieved it when Lily and my parents told me I looked 
  healthy; not fat。

  Lily slipped on a pair of sweatpants over the boxers she’d 
  slept in and tied a bandana over her frizzed…out curls。 With 
  her hair pulled off her face; the angry red marks where her 
  forehead had met shards of the windshield were more 
  noticeable; but the stitches had already e out and the 
  doctor promised that there’d be minimal; if any; scarring。 
  “e on;” she said; grabbing the crutches that were propped 
  against the wall everywhere she went。 “They’re all leaving 
  today; so maybe we’ll get a decent night’s sleep tonight。”

  “She’s not going to stop screaming until we go down there; is 
  she?” I mumbled; holding her elbow to help her to her feet。 
  The cast around her right ankle had been signed by my entire 
  family; and Kyle had even drawn annoying little messages from 
  Isaac all over it。

  “Not a chance。”

  My sister appeared in the doorway; cradling the baby; who 
  currently had drool halfway down his chubby chin but was now 
  giggling contentedly。 “Look who I have;” she cooed in baby 
  talk; bouncing the happy boy up and down in her arms。 “Isaac; 
  tell your auntie Andy not to be such a tremendous bitch; since 
  we’re all leaving real; real soon。 Can you do that for mommy; 
  honey? Can you?”

  Isaac sneezed a very cute baby sneeze in response; and Jill 
  looked as though he’d just risen up from her arms a full…grown 
  man and recited a few Shakespearean sonnets。 “Did you see 
  that; Andy? Did youhear that? Oh; my little guy is just the 
  cutest thing ever!”

  “Good morning;” I said; kissing her on the cheek。 “You know I 
  don’t want you to leave; right? And Isaac’s wele to stay as 
  long as he can figure out how to sleep between the hours of 
  midnight and tenA 。M。 Hell; even Kyle can stick around if he 
  promises not to talk。 See? We’re easy here。”

  Lily had managed to hobble down the stairs and greet my 
  parents; who were both dressed for work and saying their 
  good…byes to Kyle。

  I made my bed and tucked Lily’s back underneath; making sure 
  to fluff her pillow before sticking it in my closet for the 
  day。 She’d e out of the a before I even got off the 
  plane from Paris; and after Alex I was the first one to see 
  her awake。 They ran a million tests on every conceivable body 
  part; but with the exception of some stitches on her face; 
  neck; and chest; and the broken ankle; she was perfectly 
  healthy。 Looked like hell; of course—exactly what you’d expect 
  for someone who’d danced with an oning vehicle—but she was 
  moving around just fine and even seemed almost annoyingly 
  upbeat for someone who’d just lived through what she did。

  It was my dad’s idea that we sublet our apartment for November 
  and December and move in with them。 Although the idea had been 
  less than appealing to me; my zero…sum salary left me with few 
  arguments。 And besides; Lily seemed to wele the chance to 
  get out of the city for a little while and leave behind all 
  the questions and gossip that she’d have to face as soon as 
  she saw anyone she knew again。 We’d listed the place 
  oncraigslist as a perfect “holiday rental” to enjoy all 
  the sights of New York; and to both our shock and amazement; 
  an older Swedish couple whose children were all living in the 
  city paid our full asking price—six hundred dollars more per 
  month than we ourselves paid。 The three hundred bucks a month 
  was more than enough for each of us to live on; especially 
  considering my parents ped us food; laundry; and the use of 
  a beat…up Camry。 The Swedes were leaving the week after New 
  Year’s; just in time for Lily to start her semester over again 
  and for me to; well; do something。

  Emily had been the one who officially fired me。 Not that I’d 
  had any lingering doubts as to my employment status after my 
  little foul…mouthed temper tantrum; but I suppose Miranda had 
  been livid enough to drive Home one last dig。 The whole thing 
  had taken only three or four minutes and had unfolded with the 
  ruthlessRunway efficiency that I loved so much。

  I’d just managed to hail a cab and pry the left boot from my 
  pulsating foot when the phone rang。 Of course my heart 
  instinctively lurched forward; but when I remembered that I’d 
  just told Miranda what she could do with herYou remind me of 
  myself when I was your age; I realized it couldn’t be her。 I 
  did a quick tabulation of the minutes that had passed: one for 
  Miranda to shut her gaping mouth and recover her cool for all 
  the Clackers who were watching; another for her to locate her 
  Cell Phone and call Emily at Home; a third to convey the 
  sordid details of my unprecedented outburst; and a final one 
  for Emily to reassure Miranda that she herself would “see to 
  it that everything was taken care of。” Yes; although the 
  caller ID simply said “unavailable” on international phone 
  calls; there wasn’t a doubt in the world who was ringing。

  “Hi; Em; how are you?” I practically sang while rubbing my 
  bare foot and trying not to let it touch the filthy taxi 
  floor。

  She seemed to be caught off…guard by my downright chipper 
  tone。 “Andrea?”

  “Hey; it’s me; I’m right here。 What’s up? I’m kind of in a 
  hurry; so 。 。 
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