I could hear Gracie sighing on the other end of the line. As hard as I tried to love myself in my entirety, I fear that I’ll always see the fat girl my mother constantly compared to my perfect sisters. Enough.” I could feel my shoulders hunching as we discussed my sisters. Do you hear yourself? When was the last time anyone ever said that was a healthy weight for a woman who is five-foot-ten?” I don’t agree with her lifestyle, but it still beats being the fat one in the family. I heard every last detail at dinner last weekend.” Dana ate two lettuce leaves and some carrots at that dinner, along with a small scoop of cottage cheese. Her agent just put her on a diet last week.
She’s weighs, what? One-hundred and two pounds, right?” I know she’s successful, but really look at her. Don’t you see that? Has your family finally succeeded in brainwashing you? Have you lived here in the land of the plastic people too long? She’s a model.
“I’ll agree with Marge, but what about Dana?” My thirty- year-old sister, Marge, did have overly large teeth. They’re all stick women with horse faces!” And your sisters will most definitely not tell me the truth, because the truth is that they’re all jealous of your figure and your angelic face. Ask my sisters about me being date material. “Okay, but then what? I do okay on this ‘date’ and he falls madly in love with me? Gracie, I know, I know you think I’m a cutie, but I have a mirror. You won’t! And we know you don’t want to be alone, but you put out these vibes that say to any guy within range ‘back off.’ So we were thinking that maybe if it was a business arrangement, you’d be more relaxed.” I know you all want me to be happy, but you have to stop pushing men at me. “Gracie, while I appreciate what you and the girls are trying to do for me, I need you to stop. Who the hell is good enough to bill that much money just for the pleasure of their company? I already knew he was going to be too hot for me to pull off being with-the fat girl did not get the hot guy. He bills at four hundred an hour, I think.” “Holy shit! That’s twelve-hundred dollars! Are you crazy?” Sweets by Susan had made her a very rich woman over the past six years, not to mention her husband’s successful marketing career. People came from miles away to get Susan’s baked goods. She has so much money she doesn’t know what to do with it.” “Wait! Gracie, tell me how much you girls spent right now!” She tried changing the subject, and when that didn’t work, she said she had to get off.
“Well, the guy on the phone assured me I wouldn’t have to pay Joe’s going rate, since the other guy couldn’t go.
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