No subtitle this week, this is the entirety of chapter four, it’s a very short one.
Hubert’s unannounced intrusion has trampled on Lola’s sleep habits: she stayed up vacuuming and doing laundry so there’d be clean sheets for him, and once dawn hits, she can’t let herself go back to sleep because she’s conscious of having a guest. She tries to make the best of it, deciding that spending some time with her old friend might perk up her life in general, and deciding to make breakfast for the two of them, still off balance from the loss of control over her environment — but Hubert has gone missing.
He went back to Kelly, that’s what he did. Sure, old Lola was fine for emergencies, but at the first light of day he’d flown back into her fickle arms. Nice. Real nice.
No romantic feelings there, eh Lola? Though to be fair, Hubert has so far treated her pretty damn shittily. Hopefully he just went for doughnuts or something.
Just thinking of Kelly made me livid. The red-haired demon. In another life she was probably one of those evil mermaids who lured sailing men to their destruction. Or maybe they weren’t mermaids. Anyway, they were something, and they were bad news, but men, oblivious men, fell for their sweet songs and then crashed their ships on the rocks, which is what should happen to stupid people anyway.
Good old Lola and her judgemental ways. Don’t ever change. She calls Hubert’s cell to see where he is, and when she gets no answer, she leaves a nasty message on his machine. Then she calls his house and hears the following answering machine message:
“If this is Hubert […] we’re over and I never want to see you again. You can come pick up your stuff anytime. It’s in the hallway.”
I don’t even.
EVERYONE IN THIS BOOK IS TERRIBLE.