Mother.”
“My massage therapist was just okay. I’ve had better.” Bella takes a bite of her salad.
“Oh don’t be snobby, Bella.” I give her a look because sometimes when she gets with my mom she starts to sound and act like her and that isn’t how she really is. She grins because she knows I’m right. I often wonder if she does it to stay in my mother’s good graces. I could care less about my mother and her graces.
We’re eating in a comfortable silence until Bella says, “Sandra, is Mr. Montgomery’s family attending tonight’s event?” Bella asks my mother.
“I believe they are. Why do you ask?”
I’m giving Bella a look, because I’m going to fucking kill her if she says any more.
“Oh, I was just curious,” she says with a huge grin on her face as she looks at me. She’s lucky the waitress comes over to clear our empty plates and take us off to our pedicures because I’m about to pull her aside and tell her to cut the shit.
When we arrive at the section of the spa reserved for pedicures, my mother informs me that my ex will also be there tonight and he’s looking forward to seeing me.
“Mother, we’re done, I’m not looking forward to seeing him at all.” I sit in my chair and stick my feet in the warm water.
“Oh, Patricia, he apologized, what more do you need from him?” she says, like him putting his hands on me is actually forgivable.
“Mother, how can you defend a man who hit your daughter? Do you remember the bruise I came home with? Not to mention I wasn’t happy before he hit me. That was simply the last straw.”
“I do, Patricia. He called me to explain what happened and said he apologized to you. He cares for you and he can take care of you. His family is very well off.”
“That is really great for the next sucker he decides to put his hands on but it won’t be me.” I sigh and close my eyes, trying to relax and enjoy the rest of my spa day.
“Patricia, I—”
I put my hands up to silence her. “Mother, this conversation is over. I will never go back to him, now please let me enjoy the remainder of my spa day.”
She sighs, but finally goes silent as the women get to work.
***
We’re finally done at the spa and in the car on our way back to Bella’s house to hang out until it’s time to put on our dresses.
“I’m sorry, Patty. I should’ve warned you your mother was going to be there,” she says once we are in her car. “She wanted to surprise you and I was afraid if I told you she was going to be there you would try to back out.”
“I get that, but you still should have told me. I may have complained at first but I still would have gone. There’s no way you would have let me back out of tonight anyway.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry, Patty. Do you still love me?” she whines and I can’t help but laugh at her pout.
“I’ll love you if you grab me a burger and fries on our way to your house. That salad sucked and I’m starving.”
“You got it.” She drives straight to the local fast food restaurant and orders my favorite combo meal. I know she feels bad because she even paid for it.
We pull up to her house and I practically run inside to eat my food.
“I hate that you can eat stuff like that and I can’t,” she says.
I shrug and shove more fries in my mouth. “I know you like being a model but no one told you to make that your career. I’m an author so I can eat what I want when I want. I just happen to be lucky that it doesn’t affect my weight.”
“Bitch,” she mumbles jokingly, wandering off to get some water while I finish up.
Once I’m done eating she tells me it’s time for us to get dressed. After I toss my trash I find my dress laid out on the spare bed. Stepping into my gorgeous, flowing dress I go into the bathroom to check my hair and make sure I didn’t mess up my make up while I devoured my burger and fries. I’m happy to see I just need to apply lipstick before I get into the