小说园

第5部分（第2页）

brother…in…law…to…be　was　weird　and　European　but　also　sort　of　sweet；　and　she？d　talk　to　Dan　tonight。

He？d　tell　her　he　was　just　confused；　that　he　wasn？t　gay；　and　that　he？d　been　in　love　with　her　all

along。　And　maybe　someday；　years　from　now；　he？d　be　the　one　givingher　an　antique　tea　set。

She　pointed　her　camera　up　at　Ruby？s　smiling　face　as　she　leaned　into　the　microphone　and　began

to　howl。

？You　stole　mysoooooooul　；　you　fucking　ass…hole！？　Oh；　how　romantic。

Air　Mail　…　Par　Avion　…　August　17

obr　denDan！

I？ve　been　waiting　to　write；　because　I　didn？t　want　to　ruin　the　surprise；　but　Mom　must　have　gotten

there　by　now　and　I　couldn？t　wait　any　longer。　I　hope　you　don？t　mind　that　I　told　her　about　your

recent　gaylicious　discovery。　It　was　just　so　nice　to　get　to　know　her　again　this　summer？did　you

know　that　she　and　Dad　met　at　a　Russian　bathhouse　in　Moscow！？？and　I　thought　maybe　she　should

know　about　you　too。　。　。　。

Anyway；　Prague　is　amazing。　Staying　solo　at　Mom？s　flat　（how　very　European　of　me；　right？）　is

super…fun　but　a　little　lonely。　I？ll　be　back　soon　to　pack　for　Waverly　（yay！）；　but　until　then；Na

shledanou！　（That？s　？goodbye。？）

I　miss　you　guys　and　I　miss　New　York。　Have　a　cupcake　from　our　favorite　place　on　Amsterdam　for

me。　Make　it　a　pink　one！

Love；

Jenny

this　would　be　really　funny　if　it　wasn？t　happening　to　someone　we　know　and　love

Dan　lay　on　the　bed　in　Vanessa？s　room；　his　notebook　open　across　his　lap。　The　empty　white　page

was　practically　blinding　him。　It　was　the　same　story　every　night？he　would　sit　there　staring　at　a

blank　page　for　hours；　trying　to　write　a　poem　about　love　for　Ruby？s　wedding；　until；　pletely

dejected；　he？d　finally　just　pass　out。　He　started　to　scribble。

Love。　Above。　Shove。

I　love　to　shove　you　from　above？

Kiss。　Bliss。　Piss。

Crap。　This　wasn？t　working。　Every　time　he　tried　to　write；　visions　of　himself　as　a　kid；　dressing　up

in　totally　gay　outfits；　sprang　into　his　head。　What　could　he　possibly　know　about　love　when　the　only

time　he？d　ever　been　in　love　was　with　Vanessa；　who　apparently　didn？t　qualify；　since　she　wasn？t

even　the　right　gender？　He　looked　over　at　the　clock。　One　a。m。　It　had　been　a　long　day　of　shelving

dusty　books　at　the　Strand　and　trying　to　hide　from　Greg。　Luckily；　their　shifts　only　overlapped　for　an

hour；　so　Dan　had　managed　to　pletely　avoid　crossing　paths。　He　dreaded　the　？special　talk？　Greg

said　he　wanted　to　have；　though　he　wasn？t　sure　how　long　he　could　put　it　off。

He　sat　up　and　a　flash　of　gold　text　caught　his　eye。　The　anthology　his　mom　had　given　him　three