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When it came to raising funds for Nina’s project, nobody in the whole neighbourhood was quicker off the mark than her own daughters. But first they had to deal with two major questions. Three of them did, because one of the questions was whether the fourth sister, Guinevere, should be included. The other question had to do with if it was okay to keep some of the money they collected for themselves.

“Gwinny’s, like, only interested in the bright lights,” Merlina said.

“Huh?” Lady said.

Merlina rolled her eyes. One of the totally disgusting things about her sisters was that they needed to have every word spelled out. “The towers,” she said, nodding in the direction of The Intersection. She didn’t know how you could explain anything as obvious as that without sounding stupid yourself.

Gwinny was beyond hopeless. Merly figured it would be easier to communicate with a sister made out of rock, since you might be able to get something through by banging your head against her. For as long as she could remember, Gwinny’s interest in how she looked — which Merlina calculated on a scale of one to ten at being about fifty — outweighed her interest in everything else in the world put together. She sometimes thought it wasn’t boys Gwinny cared about. It was how the boys acted when they came around — for instance, did they make her feel like some movie star? The thing was, though, because it didn’t matter who acted this way, she never noticed what kind of guys they actually were. Or maybe she didn’t care. The same as Nina.

Merly kept going on to Lady about how it was when Gwinny got her first period. Apparently it was a magical, mysterious experience that made her all goopy and mooshy about how she had been carried on her heart’s wings into a glorified state where love and romance would spring up out of the ground like flowers wherever she set her foot down.

“When I got my first period —” Merly said.

“It was a pain in the ass —” Lady said, wagging her head slightly, as if she was keeping time.

“ — it was a pain in the ass —”

“ — and that’s all it was.”

“ — and that’s all it was. What’s that you were saying?” Merly said.

“Nothing,” Lady said.

Lately Guinevere had been spending hours on the porch, looking up at the towers when the lights came on with an expression on her face that made Merly want to throw up, it was so totally fuckin’ gack. That’s what had led her to mention Gwinny and the bright lights, and try to get the other two to understand that when she said this, she meant a whole lot more than actual lights and how much they were shining.

The actual lights in the towers weren’t actually all that bright from down where the Dolgoy sisters lived in SuEz, but she wasn’t going to talk to Lady about this any more, because Lady already thought Merly had a head full of mouse turds.

“At least in her case there are boys,” Lady said, giving Merly a look.

“At least I’m not a prick,” Merly said.

Lately Merly had started calling Lady a prick when she got mad at her. Partly this was because she always kind of had the feeling that Lady should be her brother. It wasn’t that she necessarily went around acting like a boy, but there was definitely something about her — for instance, the times when Merlina was interested in having an argument and Lady was only interested in punching her. Sometimes Lady would even punch her for no reason. Another good example was the ice cream truck. When it came by and called out their names and told them they couldn’t have any of the wonderful things it had for them because their mother was a mean, ugly bitch who wanted to make their lives shitty, Lady didn’t seem to care about the ice cream or why she couldn’t have any. What interested her was the truck: how it was specially built to carry ice cream and keep it from melting. The way Lady looked at it, that was awesome.

The question of keeping some of the money they raised for themselves came up because Merlina imagined they might be able to wait around the corner, out of sight of Nina, and when the truck came by it wouldn’t know they were her daughters. They would probably have to use fake names.

Gwinny wouldn’t have wanted anything to do with the scheme, because she had her own ideas about her life and where it was heading and how she would get there, and she didn’t want Merly prying into her fuckin’ business about anything, any time. Lady went along with Merly, but Merly knew that if anything got too weird she would make a big fuss and cause trouble. Maybe even bloodshed. Sometimes when she wasn’t interested in punching Merly, she bit her.

“How much do you think they’d give us?” Lady said, after Merly outlined her idea.

“Hundreds,” Merly said. She had no idea, but considering how Lady’s mind worked, it made sense to sound like they’d be getting big money. Lady liked things when she knew how they would come out exactly. That was why she spent so long reading the instructions that came with stuff. Most people who bought things paid no attention to the manuals, but Lady would memorize them. In fact, because nothing new ever came into their house, no manuals did either, so she would memorize other peoples’, or even manuals that she found in the trash. Going over how things worked could keep her occupied for hours.

She thought about the hundreds Merlina had mentioned. Then she wrote the number five on the concrete step as if her finger was a piece of chalk. “Five hundreds?” she asked.

“Probably.”

“Five hundreds would make Mom really happy.”

“But if we wanted to, we could just give her four.”

Lady stiffened. She stared at the invisible number she’d written on the step. Merlina had hoped she could kind of sneak that part of the idea in. “Four hundred and fifty?” Merlina said.

“Why not all five?”

“In case we wanted to keep some for ourselves.” Lady snapped her head around and looked at her sister, and Merlina knew she was going to have to work hard to sell this angle.

“To buy ice cream with?” Merly suggested.

“That’s stealing.”

“It is so not stealing! It’s just a little bit extra for us. For the work we’ve done to raise it.”

“Why don’t we just steal some money and buy ice cream with that?” Lady said. Not only was ice cream not at the top of Lady’s priority list, there was no logic behind her thinking.

“Okay, okay, okay.” The important thing was agreeing on the main goal.

“You’re always like that, Merly,” Lady said. “You’re always thinking about what you can get out of something. That’s all you care about.” She stamped up the steps and into the house.

This didn’t especially bother Merly. As long as Lady was busy being upset about the ice cream part of the plan, she wouldn’t pay close attention to the other parts, which started happening more quickly than Merly was completely prepared for.

It was because Lady heard her sister talking to a stranger that she came back out on the porch. And when Merlina whizzed past holding a bunch of money, she tore into the house after her.

“Mom! Mom!” Merly hollered. “Look! For your pool!”

Nina was sitting at the kitchen table looking quite confused, as if she didn’t know what to do about the hole where the back door used to be. With the door gone, the kitchen felt a whole lot bigger and a lot emptier. When Merlina pushed the money into her hands, it took a considerable effort to change from thinking about the missing door. “What’s —”

“How much is it, Mom,” Lady yelled. “How much did she give you?”

“What’s this?” Nina looked at the money as if it was a snake that was about to sink its fangs into her chin.

“How much is it?” Lady wanted the exact details, and wanted them right then.

Nina spread the bills and held them up, all four of them. “What’s going on?”

“You liar! Liar!” Lady balled her fists. Her yelling got even louder. “You lying fuckin’ liar!”

There was no way Merly was going to let her get away with calling her that. She had worked out the plan, she’d gotten the payoff. “It’s all —”

But there was no stopping Lady. “She’s like, ‘We’ll get five hundred!’ Five hundred, Mom! The lying cunt-face!”

Five hundred is actually what Merlina asked for. She was sitting on the steps going over the details when a man walked by and said, “If you go for drive with me, I’ll give you something nice.” Men did this now and then. Merly and Lady called them “kidnappers” and warned each other to be careful of them. But even though one coming by was essential this time, it was unbelievable. It had hardly been a minute since she’d discussed the plan with Lady, and here it was happening. “Hold on,” she told him, nodding as hard as she could. “Don’t go away.” She ran into the house.

And when the time came to talk money, five hundred is what she told him. Cash in advance.

“Except this is all … it’s all he had.” She said this to Lady very carefully, because it was important that she understand, having been in on the idea from the beginning.

“Why didn’t you just tell him no?” Now, though, Lady was screaming. Bits of spit were coming out of her mouth.

“All he had for what?” Nina said. She let the four five dollar bills fall on the floor. Her face had gone white. She held Lady by the shoulder, but she looked right at Merly.

“Tell him no?” Merly said. “Mom needs money, and this is at least something.”

“Fabreece?” Nina said. Instinct told her it had to do with Fabreece.

“It was all he had!” Merlina screamed. “I’m telling you!”

“Where is Fabreece?” Nina screamed.

“Up the street!” Lady screamed, giving her sister a look that made Merlina feel like she was some kind of a shit. “Getting put in a man’s car!”

When everything cooled down and she got a chance to go over it all, Merlina had to agree that twenty dollars wasn’t very much help when it came to fixing the pool. She’d only accepted it because she was a person who just naturally got enthusiastic about things. For a minute there, she was so excited about making a deal that she kind of lost sight of the actual amount the man was offering.

Later on she did ask Lady if she personally would pay twenty dollars if, for example, Fabreece got kidnapped on her own, without any of her sisters’ assistance, and that was how much the kidnappers wanted for ransom. Lady said she’d never had twenty dollars, so she wouldn’t be in a position to do it. If the kidnappers knew anything about their family and all they asked for was five dollars, they’d be lucky to get that.

Merly told her she’d be happy to pay them five dollars if she could come up with it, but that was the limit.

She never could get over how the stupidest people in the world happened to be the oldest and the youngest children in her family, and later on wondered if there was a scientific reason for it that had to do with statistics, or was it always like this? If it was, she told Lady, it really didn’t seem worth making all that big a fuss if either of them disappeared.

Before Nina came screaming out the door, Ed Oataway had already seen the man putting Fabreece into a car and yelled at him. As the man got in the car and started it up, Ed jumped in whatever family car it was that he happened to have on hand that day and rammed into the front of the other one, and that was the end of that.

“It’s getting so hardly a day goes by that I don’t sacrifice one of my vehicles for somebody or other in that fuckin’ idiot family,” he said when JannaRose ran up to ask what the hell he was doing this time.