I hear leaves crunching at the bottom of the hill, I look down through the still-bare trees. “Sis, what’re you doin’ out here in the cold?” Book says, stepping on trout lily leaves as he goes. They spring back after his foot lifts.
“I’m doing school work, you could afford to do a little of that yourself.” I say back to him.
“You’ve been twice as geeky as usual lately,” he says back to me.
I smile and look over at him, “One of us has to make it rich!” I say as I shove my things into my bookbag.
“We should go see a movie, we haven’t done that in forever!” He says.
I jump down off the rock, “Does Mom need the car?”
“No! I already asked!” He says, excited.
We get ready and I point us towards the nearest theater, 40 minutes away. “What do you want to see?” I ask.
“The Suspiria remake!” Book says without hesitation.
I roll my eyes, “I can’t believe they made another Suspiria, there’s no way to improve upon that film. It was perfectly executed in ‘77.” I say back. Book looks at me for a moment and I give in. “Fine! We’ll see Suspiria. But you’re getting the popcorn.” I say to him.
We get our tickets and snacks and walk into the busy theater. The seats are packed tight, but we find two close to the back. The lights dim and the usual marketing push for soda and popcorn runs on the screen. The theater gets dark, the screen goes totally black, and I wait for the onslaught of previews.