September 9, 2012

excerpt: breaking the rules

Blogger's Note: Enjoy this excerpt of Cat Lavoie's Breaking the Rules. Check back at 10 a.m. for my review.

When Emma finally stumbles into the kitchen—arms loaded with two huge paper bags—I'm placing the mini-quiches on a wire rack to cool and trying to apply a final coat of mascara while looking at myself in the toaster.

"Where's Dean?" I ask, taking one of the bags and kissing her on the cheek. Dean is Emma's boyfriend. Ever since he lost his job a few months back he's been living on Emma's couch and only getting up to go to the bathroom and to raid the fridge. She'd been so happy when he agreed to come to Ollie's party.

Emma sighs. "We sort of had a fight. He decided to stay home."

"What did you fight about?"

"I refused to let him out of the house wearing sweat pants. That's all he wears these days. Sweat pants and a Mets T-shirt. I'm sick of it. I had to do something."

"What did you do?” I smile at her. Emma's the sweetest person in the world but I've witnessed some pretty awesome tantrums when she's mad.

"I took all of his old sweat pants and T-shirts, stuffed them in a bag and threw them down the garbage chute. Can you believe he actually got up and sifted through the whole building's garbage and found the bag? He was mad as hell but at least he got up."

I can't help but laugh at the thought of Dean up to his elbows in trash. Looks like I'm not the only one with boy trouble.

When I tell Emma about Ethan's elopement plans, her face drops and she starts shaking her head. "No way. You know I'm living vicariously through you, right? Dean and I have been together for ten years and, at this point, I'm probably going to have to wait another ten years for him to propose. Unless he finds an engagement ring in the trash or something. You can't elope. You just can't. We've been best friends since college and I know you have two sisters but I have hope that I'm still in the running to be your maid of honor. So, no. No elopement."

Before I can reassure Emma that I still haven't picked my maid of honor, the apartment buzzer goes off.

"Hello?" I say into the intercom.

"It's us. Let us up." It's Adam and Tali, my two other close friends. I put them in charge of getting the environmentally friendly recyclable paper products for the party. Ollie would shed a tear for the planet if I used the regular ones.

"Did you get the paper cups and plates I wanted?" I ask.


"Yeah, we bought some. From the 99 Cents Store," Adam says.

I roll my eyes. "Guys! I asked you to buy from that earth-friendly place. You know how Ollie feels about non-recyclable things. We'll never hear the end of it."

Emma mumbles in agreement behind me. She's had the recycling lecture before.

"It's Tali's fault. I wanted to go but she's wearing the most hideous heels and her feet hurt and she said Ollie would never know the difference. Owww."

I hear a muffled sound which can't be anything but Tali hitting Adam for calling her shoes hideous or blaming her for their failure to buy the right cups. Probably both.

"Aw, Rox, it's starting to rain now. Can't we just use regular dishes? I'm betting that's even better for the environment."

"Sure, that's a great idea. So I'm guessing you'll wash and Tali will dry?"

"Good one, Rox," I hear Tali say. Her voice is loud and scratchy, but that's only because her face is always two inches from the speaker whenever she talks into the intercom.

Adam's sigh reeks of defeat. "We'll be back."

About the Author
Cat Lavoie was born in the small town of Jonquière in Québec, Canada. At the age of nineteen, she packed up her things (mostly books) and moved to the big city of Montreal where she currently lives with her tempestuous cat Abbie—who is both adorable and quite possibly evil.

An incurable Anglophile since her university days where she studied English Literature, she can often be found daydreaming about her next trip to London. Since she’s an expert at the art of procrastination, Cat is easily distracted by cooking and home improvement shows—even though she’s not particularly good at either.

Cat grew up watching soap operas and legal dramas and—had she not decided to be a claims analyst by day and write chick lit by night—she would have probably become a designer suit-wearing lawyer. Or a character on All My Children (which is what she really wanted to be when she was twelve).
Cat is not sure whether she’s a geek or a nerd—and is afraid she might be both. Breaking the Rules is her first novel.

Connect with Cat
Cat blogs about the writing life and posts adorable pictures of Abbie over at the Catenabi Chronicles. Come say hello at: and follow @Catenabi on Twitter.
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