but just didnât know how to show it.
Instead of getting upset, I made a caring gesture. âIâm sorry, you guys. I shouldâve stuck to my word and gone with you guys the other day.â
âYou donât owe us any explanation,â Ella said.
Randal said, âYou wanted to celebrate with your guy. If any of us had a man, weâd be doing the same thing.â
Eva was in a mood. âSpeak for yourself, girl. I gotta man.â
âUh, one-night stands donât qualify as having a man,â Hallie added.
âI know, right?â Randal said, as the two of them slapped hands.
Ella looked at her sister and said, âDonât even respond back because sheâs right. If you canât take the heat, you need to leave the pressing comb alone.â
Everybody knew Eva was faster than the rest of us, but now it seemed all Eva cared about was being satisfied. Maybe this weekend would give us all the chance to talk to her so she could start off this year with a better reputation.
About an hour later, we were pulling up to the house in Wexford. It was a gated community with a country club, and the property we rented had five bedrooms, four baths, a swimming pool right off the water, and a boat. My dad told us we would take it out a little later on in the evening.
My parents appeared happier. My goal for this weekend was for me to hang with my friends and allow them to have time to themselves to bond. We did not have to worry about cooking or cleaning because my mom had hired a maid and a caterer to do the job. We were to relax and be pampered. I certainly brought the right friends along for that.
As Ella, Hallie, Randal, and I relaxed on the beach, Eva strutted away.
âWhy does she always have an attitude?â Hallie asked, saying what we all were thinking.
âThereâs just a lot going on with our family right now,â Ella said. âShe tries to act tough, but she doesnât know how to deal with it.â
âAnything you wanna talk about?â Randal said.
âMy dadâs marrying his girlfriend. They already have one son, and now sheâs pregnant again.
âEva just feels like itâs a slap in our face. My dad didnât wanna raise us, but heâs happy raising sons with this other lady.â
âAnd did you tell them the other part?â Eva came up behind the four of us and said. âHe has back child support due. My mamaâs struggling. Heâs playing house with somebody else. Just isnât right. Iâm sorry, Charli, if Iâm not happy you got a brand new car. I canât relax on the beach and enjoy this lavish house weâre staying in when my world is not right. Itâs not all good for me, and I canât pretend that it is.â
I got up, dusted some of the sand off, and said, âIâm not asking you to pretend, nor am I tryna flaunt anything in your face.â
âYou gotta admit,â Hallie added, âyour life is pretty together. My dad might be about something, but heâs still a single parent. My mom is strung out on drugs somewhere, and every time I mention trying to find her and help her, he goes off.â
âAnd it ainât cool being mixed either,â Randal said. âMy mom has no clue about my world or about my hair. My dadâs so busy with work. Sometimes I wonder if he stays away so much because heâs ashamed of his mixed family.â
I so badly wanted to tell my friends that though my life looked like it was all together, it wasnât. If they only huffed and puffed, my walls would come tumbling down too. I could not talk to them about my parents because they were with us this weekend. Besides, I didnât want anybody examining my crazy parents.
I had always been taught to keep my business to myself, but these were my girls. They thought I had it going on. Maybe it was better if one of us did because if we were all too messed up, who could hold us