Tuesday, February 13, 2007
New Beginning 215
Laura Evans pinched the bridge of her nose, squeezed her eyes shut and willed her mother to shut up. "Mom, I love you. I'd do anything for you. But not this."
"You have to! I don't have anyone else!"
"Get Bridget to watch the store." Laura jerked open the freezer and grabbed a bag of peas, then walked to the living room, falling back onto her couch and placing the frozen veggies on her forehead. The headache didn't care.
"The last time Bridget watched the store, I ended up missing a full case of cherry-flavored condoms! Can you imagine? A case!"
So much wrong with that sentence, Laura almost laughed. First of all, one's mother shouldn't own an adult store. Secondly, Bridget flirted with seventy if she was a day.
"She says that Old Clancy, since he retired from accounting, likes for her to—"
Too late. The visuals flooded her brain.
When Laura arrived at the store, Bridget was waiting outside. "Heard your ma's out of town," she said. "Thought you might need some help."
Looking at Bridget's face, softly creased with age, eyes bright as a toy panda, Laura couldn't imagine the shenanigans her mom had suggested. "Okay," she said reluctantly as she unlocked the door. "I guess I could use some company."
Bridget and Laura chatted amiably as Laura prepared for opening. Having Bridget around was almost like having her grandmother back.
"Just make some tea, shall I?" Bridget asked while Laura did a quick check of the merchandise.
Laura smiled. That would be nice.
"Oh, by the way . . . " Bridget leant in closer, confiding a secret. "Last month when I minded for your ma, I threw out a whole box of that cherry gum. Sure, it lasts forever and blows great bubbles, but it tasted like crap."
It was all Laura could do not to burst out laughing. "I'll let mom know not to order more," she said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Y'know," Bridget went on, "you just can't beat a good old stick of Wrigley's to take away the taste of a man's juices."
Opening: Brenda Bradshaw.....Continuation: ril
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