Becky and Ginger Step Up
Copyright© 2026 by A Bad Attitude
Chapter 2: Another Redhead
Ginger
Just to set the time frame for you; Becky and I are pregnant with our second kids. Our sons are two years old. We are in Doris’ City Café enjoying a girl’s day out while our little boys are with their grandmothers being spoiled rotten, I am sure.
As we are finishing our lunch our skinny red-haired waitress looks nervous as two men get up to leave. One takes her by the arm and in a low, threatening voice says, “Remember what I told you. You be there Saturday afternoon!” She looked like she was about to cry as they walked out the door. I called Doris over and ask her what that was all about.
‘‘That girl is having a hard life. She graduated from high school the same year her father caught her slut of a mother in their bed with a couple of guys. This kid left with her father and moved to the southern part of the state. The mother still lives in the trailer and goes with anyone who will have her. Last month the father had a heart attack and died. No insurance, nothing. The kid had to move back in with momma, who is letting those two guys you saw live with her also. They are working with the crew that is re-paving that highway to Memphis. The kid is living in her old room and from what I hear those two are sleeping with mom. Last weekend they had a party and as I heard it, things got out of hand. All his buddies were drinking and decided to pull a train on the mother. She was fine with it but after a couple of times through, they wanted someone ‘fresh’. The kid managed to escape in her old car. I found her parked behind the restaurant. I am letting her sleep upstairs on my couch while she tries to figure out what she is going to do. I really don’t need another waitress, but I let her work to earn some money. Somebody saw her here and told her momma’s boyfriends. They have come in here the last couple of days telling her they want her home Saturday to ‘help’ her mom. If she doesn’t come home, they are going to be hard on her momma. You girls don’t know her, but I told you about her once. She is the high school senior who had a crush on the Captain.”
I asked what her name is and was told it is ‘Elizabeth’ but she likes to be called Liz. I asked Doris to go find her and tell her I wanted to talk to her.
I look at Becky and say we must help this girl. I want to take her out to the farm and get her to spend the weekend with us. Becky starts to complain saying that is not a good idea.
“This girl had the ‘hots’ for Jack and that could be dangerous since we are pregnant.”
I tell her not to worry about anything and leave it to me.
Liz comes to the table and asks why we want to talk to her. I tell her to sit down.
She immediately looks at Becky and says, “I was there the morning those guys raped you. I saw you being put in the ambulance and saw all those sheriff’s deputies. I really felt sorry for you. You looked so scared that morning. I went to your wedding, well the reception anyway. You both looked so pretty that day. I had such a crush on your husband after I saw him at a Veteran’s Day celebration. I’m sorry, I talk a lot. What do you need?”
“I want you to come home with us today. Plan to stay at least the weekend. Can you do that?”
“I guess, but why?”
“We know what is going on at your house this weekend and we want to protect you. Go up to the apartment and pack your suitcase we are going to get the kids, and we will meet you back here in 30 minutes.”
“My car is about out of gas, and it needs some oil. I don’t have enough money...”
“Pack your bags and meet us at the gas station. We will take care of everything.”