Parker really, really needed this cigarette.

Meeting up with Daddy had gone well, but dinner with him and Sydney at Cafe Fina had been enough to make her think the ulcer was coming back. This afternoon's tour with Jack and Sydney hadn't been directly stressful, but it had reminded her of the upcoming luncheon. And how much she wanted that to be ( Read more... )

Parker had unexpectedly had fun at the Carnival on Friday, including dunking every single person in the tanks, riding the Ferris Wheel with Isabel, target shooting, and playing bumper cars against Luke. After catching up with Angel and Callisto, she'd had a pretty good time with Seely at the Homecoming dance, talked with Logan, danced with several ( Read more... )

Parker had the door open, and had called Janet. She was leaning out the window, smoking.

Her visit to Jarod's place may have given her even more reason to smoke than she already had, but last night's talk with Jack had put weight on the other side. Although, with him leaving this morning she could probably get away with it for a while longer. But ( Read more... )

Parker was smoking on the roof again, well past the time anyone would catch her. She watched the smoke rise into the sky, and thought about what a very long, dreary day it had been, and wearily wondered: if time was supposed to make being heartbroken better, why did it seem to get steadily worse ( Read more... )

Parker helped with the breakdown after the show, then told the band she had a headache and grabbed a rickshaw outside of Caritas. She had it stop at the Kwik-Stop on her way back to the dorms, and ducked in very, very fast, to buy two packs of Camels ( Read more... )