Six Sentence Sunday

Hola Readers! This week’s six sentences come from my book, Stepmothers Anonymous. After meeting the man of her dreams, Abbey is ready to live “happily-ever-after” – until reality sets in, bringing with it an incorrigible stepdaughter, newfound telekinetic powers and betrayal by friends and family. Not even the support of her stepmothers’ group is enough to belay her life from meeting the same fate as the fairy tale villainess. So with few options left to her, Abbey decides to embrace her role as a wicked stepmother and make her own happy ending. In this excerpt, Abbey struggles to justify her reasoning for not wanting to go with her husband to a fundraiser.

Six Sentence Sunday is a blogging experience where participants post six sentences from something they’re working on or something they’ve published. You can visit their site to check out the other participants or to join in on the fun. Next week I hope to continue posting from my work-in-progress, Judah and Tamar, but until then, check out today’s selection. Let me know what you think; I appreciate your comments.

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I could see he wasn’t going to take ‘no’ for an answer; and it wasn’t that I didn’t want to spend time with him – I did, just not at a fundraiser and not in front of the people he was supposed to be wowing. How could he do that with me hanging from his arm? What kind of impression would we make? Mr. Campaign Manager and his Fat Wife? Like the nursery rhyme, Jack Sprat could eat no fat and his wife could eat no lean? Perhaps it seemed I was making a big deal out of nothing, but I lived through the ‘fat’ experience: being the last one picked for teams; never being asked to dances; being made fun of by the ‘pretty girls’ – those things stick with you and no amount of weight loss or denial makes you forget the pain.

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13 thoughts on “Six Sentence Sunday

  1. She’s right. No amount of anything makes you forget it. My mother still has nightmares about school. Ironically she was teased unmercifully for being too thin. Some people are just mean and will use any excuse to express that aspect of themselves. And unfortunately, they don’t always grow out of it. I feel for Abbey here.

    1. I write from first hand experience, unfortunately, which helps the character development but not my memories, though this is putting them to good use I suppose. Thanks for stopping by my blot.

  2. As the “perverbial ‘wicked stepmother” (no kids/just pets of my own) for about 18 yrs., I now hold titles to “Wicked Stepmother, Cinderella, Fairy Godmother, Queen of the Kingdom, and Jester (brunt of all jokes).. I get no help, sympathy, empathy, comradery, etc. —-What was I thinking!?

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