One Tiny Lie A Novel

stop from slapping her butt playfully every chance he gets. A few seconds later, there’s a noisy kissing sound near the phone and Kacey’s giggle.
    “Hi, Livie,” a deep male voice says.
    “Hi, Trent,” I say, smiling at the two of them and how completely enamored with each other they still are, even after three years. It’s heartwarming, knowing that two individuals with such a train wreck of a past can thrive together. Hearing it in the middle of the night is not so heartwarming. Dan has had to bang on their door more than once to tell them to keep it down. I usually can’t make eye contact with Trent the next day, which amuses Kacey to no end.
    “How’s school going?”
    “Good. Classes only started on Thursday but they’re good so far.”
    “Yeah?” There’s a short pause. “And have you made out with any other guys?”
    I gasp as I hear jostling on the other end, followed by a loud slap and Trent’s laugh moving away.
    “Sorry,” Kacey mutters.
    “How could you tell him that?” Trent has become a big brother to me. A giant man-child brother who loves to tease me almost as much as my sister does. It’s a hundred times more embarrassing when he does it. “I’m never going to hear the end of this! He’s going to tell Dan now and then they’re going to gang up on me!”
    “Relax, Livie!” Kacey’s voice cuts in. “He’s not going to say anything. Else. I had to explain why I had pictures of a guy’s ass on my phone, though, so he wouldn’t think I cheated on him.”
    “Oh,” I say, biting my lip.
    “But don’t worry. I’ll thoroughly beat him tonight for you.” She says that last part extra loud and I know it’s for Trent’s benefit. He’s probably grinning at her right now.
    “Great,” I mutter, rolling my eyes. My sister is the opposite of sexually repressed.
    “So . . .have you run into that guy? What was his name?”
    “Ashton. Yes,” I admit reluctantly.
    “And . . .how’d it go?”
    I sigh. “About as good as a lit match near a pool of gasoline.”
    “Wow.”
    I fill her in on the conversation.
    There’s a loud clatter as Kacey throws whatever she had into the sink. “What a douche bag! The next time I fly up there, I’m going to tear that guy’s balls off as promised.”
    “No you’re not. It’s fine. I’m over it. Reagan and I are going out with some friends tonight. I’m just waiting for her to get back from the bathroom and then we’re on our way.”
    “Oh, good. I knew I liked that chick.” I hear the patio door slide open and the sudden breeze against the receiver, followed by Kacey’s small groan. I can tell she’s easing herself into one of the lounge chairs on the back deck. “Well, I hope you have fun. Maybe lay off the Jell-O shots, seeing as I’m not there to control the repressed beast when she reveals herself.”
    “Funny.” I bite my lip, hesitating. Do I just come out and tell her what Dr. Stayner told me? I don’t know how she’ll take it. Probably not well. I don’t want her worrying about me because there’s nothing to worry about. Dr. Stayner is wrong.
    Before I get a chance to decide, Kacey starts up again in typical Kacey fashion. “But if you do go on another wild bender, make the guy wrap it up.”
    “Jeez, Kacey. You sound like a dude,” I hear Trent say in the background.
    “What! I’m just making sure my virginal sis thinks about these things when she lets the beast loose again.”
    “What beast? Livie has a beast?” I hear a second male voice chirp. Ben, Kacey’s good-looking bouncer-turned-lawyer friend. “Damn. I need to meet it. I love beasts.”
    And it’s official. Even a thousand miles away, my sister has still managed to make me want to die. I groan, my face falling into my hand. “Why did I wait until college to drink, Kacey? I should have gotten this out of my system years ago. Why would you let me wait?”
    “Hey, I tried. Remember? If spiking your iced tea isn’t sisterly love, then I give up.”
    The door opens and Reagan walks in, tossing her stuff on her dresser. She promptly taps her watch and then gestures to say she’ll be in the hall.
    I nod, holding up a finger to indicate one minute. “Kace. I’ve got to go. Say hi to everyone. And tell them that I miss them.”
    “Will do, Livie. We miss you tons. It’s not the same without you.”
    Again, I have that nagging feeling that I should be telling her what Dr. Stayner said to me, but I don’t know how. I know he’s not