"Replica02 - Pursuing Amy - Kaye, Marilyn" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kaye Marilyn)

"What's the matter?" Tasha asked.

"Nothing. Why?"

"You look like you have a headache."

Amy shrugged. "I'm just tired."

"You're always saying that lately," Tasha said. "Aren't you getting any sleep?"

"Of course I'm sleeping."

"Well, then, have you been having that dream again?"

Amy stalled for time. "What dream?"

"That nightmare you used to have all the time. The one where you're in a glass cage and there's a fire all around you. Maybe we could find out what it means on the dream interpretation Web site I told you about."

Amy didn't need any Web site to explain the dream to her. "Let's go," she said.

"Don't you want to know what your subconscious is trying to tell you?"

"Tasha, for crying out loud, stop asking me so many questions!"

"Well, excuse me," Tasha said.

Amy sighed. "Sorry. I don't mean to snap at you."

"You've been doing that a lot," Tasha pointed out. "You're so jumpy! I wish you'd just tell me what's bugging you."

"Nothing's bugging me," Amy said, but she knew her tone didn't sound very convincing. "Come on, let's pay and get out of here."

Amy hated keeping secrets to herself. Especially this secret. It had become a lump in her throat, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Sometimes she felt as if she couldn't breathe. She wanted desperately to share it with someone Ч someone other than her mother. Tasha was her best friend. Amy trusted her. Still, she had promised her mother the secret would remain between them alone. So Amy's bad moods would have to go unexplained.

The friends were leaving the store with their purchases when Tasha's eyes fell on a shoe display way over on the other side. "Ooh, look at those red suede boots; they're awesome," she moaned. "I'll bet they cost a fortune."

Amy looked in the direction of the shoes. "Eighty-nine ninety-five," she reported.

"How do you know?"

"There's a price tag hanging off them."

Tasha stared at her. "You can see a little tiny price tag from so far away?"

Amy bit her lip. "Maybe I'm wrong."

"No, I believe you," Tasha said. "I know about your perfect vision. But this is incredible."

Amy shrugged.