Drunken Angel by Charles Stoll

Author:Charles Stoll [Stoll, Charles]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Balanced Mind Press
Published: 2018-04-30T05:00:00+00:00

* Age 56 *

Daisy knew there was no more running from life. While she always realized she was not the most attractive woman, her energy seemed to be what attracted men, and now that was fading too.

She stared at her face in the mirror and saw creases and sags that had not been there the last time she looked. She would not be able to turn tricks much longer. She knew her phone and electricity would be turned off within the month. Daisy realized that even her mutta knew how to manage money better than her. She never understood it. Maybe her mutta was the better whore.

Only the most desperate johns visited Daisy these days. She had not eaten in a week due to lack of money and interest. Daisy no longer sold her hooch as she consumed it all herself. She was at a crossroads. She didn’t really want to confront the truth of her life.

For the first time, she experienced self-doubt, and even worse, questioned her self-worth and wondered if she really did belong in this world. Daisy felt her age, and it left her helpless. She felt the hollowness of losing friends. She wondered if she pushed good people away from herself to protect them.

Daisy had never let negative thoughts affect her. She had learned by the age of five that such thoughts would destroy her if she ever let them in. But now, that inner strength that her good friends had seen in her was absent. All her strong childhood instincts were crushed. She was left, once more, with only the confusion that had always dominated her life. She could see no path of redemption ahead of her.

Her head flooded with images from her past, and she flailed her arms as if she could swat them away, but they were relentless. She could almost hear Mutta's wicked laugh. She remembered how she got kicked out of the way because the sweaty men always came before her. She marched across the room and punched the wall until her hand bled.

Then she thought of Dody and took a seat at the kitchen table. Dody and Willy and Irma had proved to her that there were good people in the world. Could it be there was also good in Mutta? She had blamed her for ruining her life, but perhaps, she simply didn’t know better. She thought about the many things she hadn’t understood when she was younger. The missing piece in her life had always been the lack of a relationship between them.

The phone rang as her thoughts rambled on, but she just stared at it—frozen. She knew it was her mother, the only other person who knew her number besides the parson. On the few occasions when she had answered, the ensuing tirade made her feel worthless again. But that vile old woman did have a house, could pay her bills and probably would never die.

Daisy wanted so badly for her mother to understand the small accomplishments she had made in life.

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