me.
Its really not important.
Come on, just tell me.
Its nothing, Hillary said. I shouldntve said anything.
You didnt say anything yet. Come on, now you have to tell me.
Hillary took another sip of her drink, breathed deeply, then said, Its just . . . Its about your mother.
My mother?
See? I shouldntve opened my big mouth.
What about her?
I mean, with what youre going through now and every
Come on, just tell me already.
Hillary waited several seconds, as if trying to or ganize her thoughts, then said, I heard her and my mom talking the other night. They didnt think I was home, but I heard them from upstairs.
What were they talking about?
Im sorry. I mean, I didnt want to tell you, but
Is it something bad?
No. I mean, not bad bad.
Is my mom sick?
No, God no, nothing like that.
Then what is it?
Its just shes . . . well, shes . . . cheating on your dad.
Marissa couldnt believe it. My mother ?
Sorry, I didnt want to tell you, especially not now when
You sure you didnt misunderstand something?
Positive. She was talking about how its been going on for months and she keeps wanting to break it off but she cant.
For months?
With who? Marissa asked.
You know him, Hillary said.
Oh God, who?
Tony.
Whos Tony?
You know Tony, that trainer guy at New York Sports Club.
It took a few moments to register then Marissa said, You mean that big guy with the thick Bronx accent?
Hillary nodded uncomfortably.
Youre kidding me, right? Marissa said.
Swear to God, Hillary said. See? I shouldntve told you.
Marissa saw a flash of her mom and Tony together naked. It was kind of funny.
Who wouldve thought? Marissa said. My mom and a bodybuilder. Good for her.
Wait, youre not upset?
Upset? Why would I be upset? If I was my mom I wouldve cheated on my dad years ago. Maybe my parentsll finally get divorced, put all of us out of our misery. She finished her cosmo in one gulp, then added, Honestly, this is by far the best news Ive heard all day.
seven
Johnny Long was walking uptown on Eighth Avenue, on his way back from Slate, a pool hall in Chelsea where hed hustled a hundred- something bucks off some drunken stockbroker, heading toward the touristy bars around Times Square, where he hoped to find a decent- looking woman to screw and rob, when the rain started. It was coming down hard, lightning and thundering, and didnt seem to be letting up. He waited it out for a while under an awning, then dashed across the street to the Molly Wee Pub on Thirtieth and Eighth, figuring hed wait out the storm there.
When he entered the Irish bar, he noticed five women checking him out. This wasnt unusual; women checked him out wherever he went. His looks had always been his biggest asset and his biggest liability. It was great to look hot when he wanted to pick up a woman, but during a stretch at Rikers being known as Johnny Pretty,J. Lo and the worstJenny from the Block had caused him seven and a half months of total hell.
Johnny often got mistaken for Johnny Depp, and not just because they had the same first name. He was bigger than Depp, more muscular, but their faces looked alike both had that sleepy, washed- out look especially when he let strands of his longish, greasy dark hair fall over his light blue eyes. He also got mistaken for Jared Leto every once in a while, or one of the other guys in 30 Seconds to Mars.
He sat at the bar, ordered a club soda with a wedge of lime he didnt touch alcohol and checked out his options. Two of the women were with guys not impossible, but it made things a little harder, and he wasnt in the mood for hard. So it was down to the thin girl with dark hair who was at the table with a group of friends, the girl with dark curly hair or her blond friend at the end of the bar,
Philippa Jones
Gonzalo Giner
Kim Iverson Headlee
James Pattinson
Janice Ayre
Kady Cross
Robert Holdstock
The Wolf's Promise
Ben Elton
Lois Gladys Leppard