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I resigned myself. “I have to. What if something happened to Mara, Zale, or Olivia?”
“Hello?”
“I hope you’re happy!” She lay into me right away, her tone indignant.
“Well, I do my best to be,” I responded dryly, “What can I do for you mother?”
After so many years of these types of calls my stomach no longer tied itself up in knots. One day I’d break free entirely, but that day was not going to be today.
Both Minty and Junie moved closer so they could hear her better. One thing about cell phones is the sound travels. I rolled my eyes at their complete lack of respect for my privacy.
“What haven’t you done?” She continued, her voice rising. “You’re constantly trying to drive a wedge between your sister and me! Isn’t it enough that I’ve lost one daughter? Do you have to try to take her away from me too?”
“You do know that you’re more than capable of running her off yourself?”
I could hear the massive inhalation of breath and cursed myself for not being the grey rock I’d trained myself to be.
“You! You got her that damn cat so I can’t visit her! So selfish! I don’t know where I went wrong with you, but you’ve always been so damned selfish. Now you want Olivia, too.”
“If you ever get counseling, perhaps we can sit down one day and talk. Have a nice day.” I had heard enough to know there was no emergency. I ended the call.
Minty looked pained and Junie’s face was red with anger. I laughed.
“Guys! I’m used to this! No big deal!”
“It is a big deal when you’re still living your life based on her lies,” Minty murmured as she got up to move away, squeezing my shoulder as she passed.
“Bitch! Bitch-whore, c…” Junie’s eyes widened with the word that nearly passed her lips. She met my eyes, the struggle to say it evident in hers.
“Don’t say it!” I yelled.
“I have to!” she yelled back.
“No! You can’t insult all pussies everywhere!” I yelled, laughing.
Junie crumpled back into her chair. “You’re right, you’re right...I can’t even say she’s a big juicy cock. I like those.” She sat up straight. “She’s an STD! The pus from a boil. She’s that dirty slush on the side of the road.” She pointed out the window. “She’s a dirty slush STD bitch-whore, slimy banana!”
“Banana?” I queried with a laugh.
Junie threw up her hands. “I had phallic shapes on my brain!”
I laughed and squeezed her hand. “Thank you for your support. Now, I need to call and check on Mara. Usually, Bea calls me like this whenever they’ve had a run-in.”
“Okay.” She softened slowly, “But Minty’s right. At least think about what she said.”
I nodded. “I will.” The idea that she was still influencing the way I lived my life made me sick. I would think about it. I’d probably think of little else.
I keyed in Mara’s number, my temper rising with every number pressed. Mara picked up right away.
“She just call you?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Bitch!” I exclaimed, then softened my voice, “Are you okay?”
“So-so. Did she call you?” she asked incredulously.
“Oh, yeah. What bullshit did she hand you?”
