CUBE, A Novela by Antonia Blanca
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Chapter 2: THE STORE
Justine
Ugh.
“Ow, what?” Trent said gruffly. “What was the pinch for?”
“For staring at that girl,” I said as I nudged my head in her direction. That young thing in her tight jeans and skimpy shirt walking around like she’s all that. Checking out my husband. Knowing he’s my husband. And he likes it.
“I didn’t even see her, Teeny,” he said, slightly irritated, slightly embarrassed.
Yup. Just like you always look when you’re checking out a girl and I catch you. Whatever. Am I that ugly these days that I’m not enough for you to look at anymore? I know I haven’t lost all the baby weight yet. But I’m trying. I’m trying. Damn weight. And I try to put on make-up and all but I just don’t have the time to do all that fussin’ and messin’ like I used to. When I do, you tell me I look like a fool – “We’re just going to the store, Teeny” you say.
Gosh I’m fat now. Big old frumpy mess. But I had two kids. I have a mama bod now. But I still have curves. I’m still pretty, right? Doesn’t that count? It’s not like he looks all Adonis or anything. But he gets to stare and drool at the next young thing with tight jeans and shirts and make me feel like poop. And I wasn’t so brazen when I was that age. I would at least look embarrassed if I caught a married man staring at me in front of his wife. She didn’t even care. She should’ve been ashamed of herself at least.
One day I’ll be prettier again. One day he’ll stop wandering… right?
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Stay tuned next time for more characters and more of Justine, Trent and Carla.
Lifting Me Up 