Dearly Departed by Carly Winter

Author:Carly Winter [Winter, Carly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Westward Publishing

Chapter 13

At some point in the night, Donna had returned. I found her snoring lightly, sprawled out on the couch, when I went to make coffee. Ringo lay on her chest, and I realized he was the reason I had been so cold during the night—he'd abandoned me for Donna.

I slipped on my green capris and a white button-down shirt. I debated wearing a hat since my hair refused to hang in its sleek bob but decided against it. No one at the library would care about my tresses.

“Where are you going?” she asked groggily as I pulled on my coat.

“To the library to do some research. Do you want to go with me?”

She sat up and nodded. “Not really, but I will. Can you give me a few minutes to get ready?”

“Sure. Hurry up, though. I want to be there right when it opens.”

When Donna emerged from the bedroom looking chipper and dressed in a mini-skirt, boots, and a sweater, we headed out. I left my crutches at home, so we decided to grab the bus to avoid overextending my ankle.

People hustled about on the streets while the bus slowly meandered through traffic. I kept my eye on the women hurrying about, looking for new styles in clothing I needed to study. It seemed bell bottoms were becoming more and more popular and weren't just for hippies any longer. I appreciated the trend, but also loved my capris and wasn't sure I could give them up anytime soon.

Once we arrived at the library, we waited patiently for it to open.

“How was your trip?” I asked as Donna yawned.

“Fine. Uneventful.”

“Did you see your pilot?”

Donna shook her head and sighed. I took that to mean she didn't want to discuss him, but something had happened between them. Maybe she'd dish the details later.

A few female college students joined us and I listened to them speak in serious tones about the book, The Feminine Mystique by Betty Friedan, one I had been meaning to read, but I hadn't gotten around to it. Donna stared off into the distance, obviously preoccupied by her own thoughts. I noted one of the girls didn't wear a bra and I tried to imagine the outright horror that would ensue if I arrived at work without one. Natural breasts wouldn't be tolerated. Everything had to be contained and as jiggle free as possible.

What would my life have been like if I'd had the opportunity to go to college? Perhaps I could have been a doctor or a lawyer, although both were typically a man's profession, and there was the problem that neither job really excited me. Would I have worn a bra? I certainly wouldn't bother with the awful girdle.

Perhaps I would have been discussing one of feminism’s greatest books out on the city streets? Even if I had gone to college though, I'd still not know what to do with my life, so it was probably for the best I hadn't attended.

When the library opened, we allowed the women to file in before us.

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