Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Only a Kiss ~ Part 23

“Fine,” said Ana. “I’m glad this whole mess is over. I never wanted to do it in the first place.”
“Our agreement is still in place,” said Tilde, she glanced at her phone. “Timothy Rawlings just sent confirmation of your date tonight. He will pick you up at seven.” Tilde narrowed her eyes. “You will be on your best behavior, looks like Mr. Rawlings may be our last hope.”
“What do you mean?” asked Deidra. “Why would Ana Banana be our last hope?”
“I meant her last hope,” Tilde quickly corrected. “And don’t you have a date with Marvin Gunderson this afternoon?”
Deidra sighed. “I guess, but he’s such a bore. I’m thinking of ditching.”
Tilde plastered a false smile on her face. “Now Deidra we talked about this. Boring means stability and stability means you never have to buy from the bargain rack. Plus it’s your job to make a boring man what you want him to be.”
“True,” said Deidra nodding. “But I do have my work cut out for me.”
“If anyone can do it, you can,” said Tilde.
Deidra squared her shoulders as her face lit up at her mother’s compliment. “I think I’ll wear my new Oscar de la Renta sundress, I know it makes my mouth water.”
Ana watched as Deidra practically skipped out of her room.
“Marvin Gunderson?” Ana crossed her arms. “The King of Steel, Marvin Gunderson, whose family owns half the steel mills on this side of the Mississippi?”
Tilde nodded.
“So Deidra is just another pawn in your game.”
“Nobody is a pawn,” said Tilde. “Don’t be so dramatic. I’ve taken care of you girls all your lives and now it’s time for you to take care of me. Don’t you want to help your poor mother out? Or would you rather see me destitute and out on the streets?”
“Now who’s being dramatic?” mumbled Ana.
If Tilde heard Ana’s remark she let it slide and walked to Ana’s closet. “Timothy is taking you to the opera tonight. Where are your gowns?”
“Gowns?” Ana cocked her head. “I only have one and it’s in the back of the closet. It was the one I let Cindy borrow for Greg’s masquerade gala.”
“You are charitable with the word borrow,” said Tilde. “And that won’t do, it’s two years old. We’ll have to go shopping. Get dressed the car will be here in half an hour.”
“Mother!” Ana called as Tilde started to leave the room. “We can’t go buy and expensive dress when we don’t have any money. We need to go look for jobs, not men. We can take care of ourselves. I bet you could get a job as a party or event planner. You’ve put on enough events to be an expert. Deidra could be a social media representative for people, she’s perfect for that job and you’d be surprised how many people are looking for someone to handle their social media.”
Ana began to feel excitement in her belly as she thought of all the possibilities. “I know my specialty is shoes, but I learned a great deal at the Fashion Institute. I can take in tailoring and make special order garments. Maybe even set up an Etsy store with some of my own designs. If we all work together we won’t need to marry for wealth, we can wait until we find someone to love.”

“Love.” The word spat from Tilde’s mouth as if it tasted vile. 

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