No screwing dogs or puking rats yet? Boring, people. Paddy’s Day parade still hung on utility poles and she searched for surprise additions amongst the bunnies and flowers. Marks, one restaurant, one gas station and Spanky’s, a mini-golf/ice cream shop-gone-wild made up the entirety of Cedar Creeks hub.īanners put up for the St. She dashed around to the front and down the driveway and turned left toward the town center, and away from homes with yippy purse dogs and diamond-studded mail boxes.Ī sprinkle of storefronts, a second-run cinema, St. Out in the back, she thought of Jase and prayed to the ears in the air that he’d find peace or something. She groaned at the sour taste of loserdom while tucking her hair under her cap, then snatched flavored water from her mini-fridge and kissed the school goodbye. Cornered in the brush, the last one standing, and ‘Time’s up!’ was what had saved her? Disgraceful. The Colts and Wasps usually faced off in the regionals, but the Dragons just scorched the lousy buzzers, 12-5.īut, every ounce of funny was suddenly slain by the unrelenting sting from nearly being taken out by Derek.

Getting to gloat to the Wasps’ Athletic Director thrilled as a definite managerial perk. But, when their agenda turns out to be far bigger than she ever assumed, and even friends start looking suspect, the truth and her actions threaten to haunt her forever, especially since she’s left with blood on her hands, the blood of someone she loves.įinished with player updates, an article for the team site and most deliciously, the call, Majesty laughed, dropping her office phone into its cradle. So, she does what any habitual winner with zero cred would do…try to I.D. They’d be freaked too, but they’re not the ones suffering from bloody dreams that hint at disaster like some crazy, street guy forecasting the Apocalypse. She doubts cops will follow up on her tip since they’re sick of her coming around with notions of possible crimes-in-the-works.

And she mostly wishes to retract the hateful words she said to her dad right before slamming the door in his face, only to never see him again.Īll her desires get sidelined, though, when she overhears two fellow students planning a church massacre. Seventeen-year-old Majesty Alistair wants police to look further into her father’s fatal car wreck, hopes the baseball team she manages can reclaim the state crown, aches for Derek…or, no…maybe Alec…maybe.

Kings & Queens by Courtney Vail