Sublime Vanity
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US South)Transcript
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today, I noticed the small pouch begin to show. Today I realized that bat, my eyelashes and tears didn't get any gold stars from my dad. Today is the day that my dad figured out that I was just like my mother today. He told me that I was an adult with a child on the way, and it was time that I grew up and took care of myself. How do you take care of yourself when you've relied on someone else your entire life? Today is the day that I packed up my belongings and took a bus to come in Georgia in search of the next someone to take care of me. Being pregnant is the icing on the cake. Who would turn away a young pregnant woman who can We've an extraordinary story. No. One, a ravin and coming with only a duffel bag and $50 to my name, I sit in the small towns. Little Dina. It's full of old biddies who love to gossip, and within 20 minutes of listening, I have my new enabler pinpointed. She's a single mother of twins who owns her home and a bar. All I need to do is play on her sympathy card and twist the truth. A little an hour later, I'm sitting at Danny's, filling out an application to be a waitress. I make sure to skip all the information that could be used to do a background check with fingers crossed that Aiken tug on Danny's heart strings. To help a soon to be single mother. I hand the application over to the brunette with the sparkling emerald eyes and watch a skim the page. Sadie, you miss some parts of the application, Danny says softly and now, Then blink rapidly as though I'm getting ready to break down. I can't. I stammer. I can't let him find me. And my baby Danny reaches for my hand and squeezes Who, Honey? My ex. He's not a good person. Say to please tell me Danny begs with her eyes. Did he hit you? I shake my head. No. What did he do to you? He was hateful with his words. He called me names and made me feel worthless. When he finds out I left, he'll come for me in the baby. I can't go back to him. I can't have my baby growing up around him. What if he talks to my baby like that? What if it gets worse than he starts hidden us? Shady? She coos. Okay, Okay. This is what we'll do. I'll have you clock in, but I'll only use the time card so I can pay you under the table. She looks at the application again. Where you staying? There isn't an address listed. I just got off the bus this morning. I haven't found a place yet. She nods. I have a furnace basement and there's a kitchen. You're welcome to stay there until you get on your feet. Oh, I couldn't do that. You have your own family to take care of? No, it's fine. I insist. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, wiping away the invisible tears. Thank you, Danny. I promise not to be a bother since that is settled. When can you start? Right now. It sounds good. Let's get you a shirt. I figured working for Danny. I'd be waiting tables and getting the roughnecks and leather to fall for me. But that isn't how it plays out. Danny puts me on day duty of going over inventory and mild cleaning of the bar because I'm pregnant. This baby has done nothing but ruined my life, and it hasn't even been born. I tell myself over and over to keep smiling and acting the victim and one of these roughnecks and leather will want to take care of me. Their cave man instincts will kick in and they want to help the gold. Just blonde, raise a child. I've been here a month, and the only significant attention I've received is from a teenage boy who is love sick. He's five years younger than me and doesn't have to quarters to rub together. Who wouldn't want the arm candy that I could provide them? I'd spread my legs for the older, frumpy backers if it got them to take care of me. I just close my eyes and imagine a man who's tall, dark and handsome. It isn't that hard. How do you think I got in the predicament I'm in? I learned from watching my mama that you can fake just about anything to get what you want. Even if it destroys the other person, I can put on a front like no other. I can smile and be the perfect Southern woman. I can lie so well that eventually I believe it's the truth, so I'll continue to pray on the men of common until I find the one who'll never see past my facade and take them for everything they're worth.