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sweetsalome) wrote2012-08-10 05:33 pm
sweetsalome) wrote2012-08-10 05:33 pm
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Salome should be used to these little question sessions with her mother, they have been happening for as long as she was able to talk. Just little sit downs, called, unexpectedly by Susan to talk about her favorite subject: Salome's father. Sometimes she is incredibly annoyed by them, really, she gives no shits but if Susan wants so badly to know what is going on in Richard's life why doesn't she just bug his house and tap his phone like a sane woman?
It took Salome awhile to catch on, Susan can be subtle when she wants, and there was a certain bitter sadness when she put two and two together. She didn't want to really hear about her boring day, she just wanted to hear about Richard. At this point Salome has long stopped caring about her mother. The reason why she is a daddy's girl is out of necessity, without him no one would pay any attention to her.
Her reaction to Delilah would probably have not been so violent if there was a more evenness in her life. Oh well.
Whatever, sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a soda she just doesn't want to have to answer any questions about the recent appearance of bite marks on her skin. God damn, you'd think the girls on the swim team had never seen a fucking hicky before.
It took Salome awhile to catch on, Susan can be subtle when she wants, and there was a certain bitter sadness when she put two and two together. She didn't want to really hear about her boring day, she just wanted to hear about Richard. At this point Salome has long stopped caring about her mother. The reason why she is a daddy's girl is out of necessity, without him no one would pay any attention to her.
Her reaction to Delilah would probably have not been so violent if there was a more evenness in her life. Oh well.
Whatever, sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a soda she just doesn't want to have to answer any questions about the recent appearance of bite marks on her skin. God damn, you'd think the girls on the swim team had never seen a fucking hicky before.
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Shaking her head at him she pulls the sparkler from the cake and takes a taste of the frosting with her finger. Not bad, it is obviously home made. "I can't believe you, that was just unreal." They are all probably nice people but that was a damn near terrifying experience. He kisses her hand and she blushes a little bit all over again, shaking her head still and now she is giggling because she is still embarrassed and has no idea how else to react. It's been awhile since a whole group of waiters and waitresses sang to her.
"You're a little bit crazy, you know that right? I don't know why you do things like this. If I ever have kids, and I won't, but if I do I won't ever embarrass them like this for their birthday." Awh yeah, she would, because it's a parents right.
"I can't believe you," she gives his fingers a squeeze and slips her feet off the boot so she can stand up and lean over the table to give him a kiss on the mouth.
"Thank you, this is a wonderful birthday."