Flintkote
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 70
Grace took Jenny off to the corner, “Why?”
“Did I marry him? Have you looked at the unmarried men in Pentwater?”
“Yes ... I see.”
“No chance is better than that. Well ... he’s your brother ... and I know what I think of my brothers. Toads all. Six ... all older. Mom finally got it right ... I’m the last.”
“Six?”
“Yes.”
“Out of seven?
“I thought I had it bad. Two older brothers and a younger sister. Six? Are they all still living?”
“Not for lack of trying.”
That drew a chuckle.
They began to reminisce. First came the ‘not for lack of trying.’ Heard from their corner was a lot of ‘no shit’ and ‘they lived?’ And some riotous and raucous laughter, interspersed with quiet grins and knowing smiles.
Then it came down to the Prom. Grace was in full spate when she noticed Jenny. Jenny was aghast
“Let me get this straight ... you let your brother ... you surrendered your V card to your brother?”
“Wasn’t any ‘let.’ I threw myself at him ... he’s caring and no girl down to and including 7th and 8th would have anything to do with him. Daddy warned him, “David be nice to your sister she is friends with the girls you’ll want to date.” I blackened his name. If he hadn’t done it to me ... I lied about it.”
“Weren’t there better choices?”
“All through school, I was known thanks to David, as Fried hard eggs ... and “Noassatall” Mom got daddy to pay for ten thousand dollars worth of plastic surgery ... I was ‘enhanced.’ After enhancement I was suddenly VERY popular”
“But ... but ... you look natural.” She put out a hand and ‘felt.’ Having spent the last three years ‘batting for the other team,’ her hand felt wonderful. I moaned. “Tyche ... isn’t that your recording team?” Tyche didn’t need to see this. Wherever ‘this’ led.
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