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chkusiya"Honey, I just want to stop in here for a minute"
Lena's mom had recruited her to sit in the car while she picked up a prescription so she didn't have to park. But inevitably, this led to further errands. This was how her mom secured quality mother-daughter time - through stealth and trickery. Lena would have out-and-out refused, but she didn't have a job yet, which undercut her sence of self-worth.
Lena gathered her heavy hair away from her sweaty neck. It was too hot for sunroofs. It was too hot for parking lots. It was too hot for mothers.
"Fine". "Here" was Basia's, a boutiqie filled with women like here mother. "Do you want me to wait so you don't have to park?" Lena asked even as her mother swooped into a wide-open spot smack in front of the store.
"Of course not." her mom replied airly, always deaf to tthe irony in Lena's voice.
Lena had spent so much time missing Kostos earlier in the year that she'd gotten into the habit of imaging he was present. It was a little game she had.And somehow, his imegined presence gave her perspective on her value as a person. Now she imagined him sitting in the backseat of the car, listening to Lena act like an ungrateful wiseass.
She is horrible, she imagined Kostos thinking as he sweated on the dark leather seat.
No, I'm only horrible for my mother, Lena imagined defending herself.
"It'll be just a minute", - her mother promised.
Lena nodded gamely for Kostos's benefit.
"I want to get something for Martha's graduation brunch" Martha was her cousin's godaughter.Or goddaughter's cousin. One of those.
"Okay", - Lena followed her mother out of the car.
Lena's mom had recruited her to sit in the car while she picked up a prescription so she didn't have to park. But inevitably, this led to further errands. This was how her mom secured quality mother-daughter time - through stealth and trickery. Lena would have out-and-out refused, but she didn't have a job yet, which undercut her sence of self-worth.
Lena gathered her heavy hair away from her sweaty neck. It was too hot for sunroofs. It was too hot for parking lots. It was too hot for mothers.
"Fine". "Here" was Basia's, a boutiqie filled with women like here mother. "Do you want me to wait so you don't have to park?" Lena asked even as her mother swooped into a wide-open spot smack in front of the store.
"Of course not." her mom replied airly, always deaf to tthe irony in Lena's voice.
Lena had spent so much time missing Kostos earlier in the year that she'd gotten into the habit of imaging he was present. It was a little game she had.And somehow, his imegined presence gave her perspective on her value as a person. Now she imagined him sitting in the backseat of the car, listening to Lena act like an ungrateful wiseass.
She is horrible, she imagined Kostos thinking as he sweated on the dark leather seat.
No, I'm only horrible for my mother, Lena imagined defending herself.
"It'll be just a minute", - her mother promised.
Lena nodded gamely for Kostos's benefit.
"I want to get something for Martha's graduation brunch" Martha was her cousin's godaughter.Or goddaughter's cousin. One of those.
"Okay", - Lena followed her mother out of the car.
