Gothic Green
The Yard Sale was rained upon. Rian stood shivering in a parka and grinning a rictus at the customers. And they did come, oh yes, despite the rain and the wind. 300 dollars was made. I do not know if this is good for a Yard Sale or not, as Rian is Yard Sale ignorant.
The most interesting creature to wander by was a willow thing Goth with bright green hair and a very pregnant belly. She could not have been more than seventeen, although she looked fourteen. She was being shepherded about by her mother, a squat and wrinkled woman who seemed ruthlessly cheerful.
They dug through a pile of baby items, spreading the clothing over the wet tables.
Rian noted the heavy studs in the Goth's ears, and the metal fang through her ear, and the non judicious use of thick black eye smudges. And Rian worshipped the grass green dye in her shorn hair.
Rian also noted the way she paused occasionally to look wistfully at a wild rain covered Aidan, or to run a gentle hand across the curve of her stomach.
I wonder, I do, I wonder what her life will hold?
The most interesting creature to wander by was a willow thing Goth with bright green hair and a very pregnant belly. She could not have been more than seventeen, although she looked fourteen. She was being shepherded about by her mother, a squat and wrinkled woman who seemed ruthlessly cheerful.
They dug through a pile of baby items, spreading the clothing over the wet tables.
Rian noted the heavy studs in the Goth's ears, and the metal fang through her ear, and the non judicious use of thick black eye smudges. And Rian worshipped the grass green dye in her shorn hair.
Rian also noted the way she paused occasionally to look wistfully at a wild rain covered Aidan, or to run a gentle hand across the curve of her stomach.
I wonder, I do, I wonder what her life will hold?
2 Comments:
An administrator in our district told about how he gave up leaving for a Cape weekend until Saturday afternoon because of a fundraising yard sale. It made $400. His wife told him that next year she's writing a check for $400 so they can leave on Friday night.
A ruthlessly cheerful Grandma-to-Be, eh? I wonder if her cheer was sincere? I wonder if motherhood will cause Willow to change her makeup-- for one thing, you don't need makeup for undereye smudges with a newborn that's up all night. Or maybe she'll pierce the baby's ears. Too bad you couldn't trail them around enough to get information for a follow-up study. You didn't, did you?
Trail them around?
No. Rian was frozen by the rain.
Indeed, I should have liked to.
...perhaps Rian should join the local group that helps underage mothers adjust to Life with Child.
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