Ghostgirl 2 - Homecoming by Tonya Hurley

Author:Tonya Hurley [Hurley, Tonya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-03-31T20:17:30+00:00

Virginia looked surprised and thought maybe she’d broken through just a little.

“There would be no point,” Petula instructed. “The swelling would barely be down in six months.”

Exasperation could barely describe Virginia’s mood, though she was beginning to admire Petula’s consistency.

“What about just changing who you are?” Virginia plied, taking one last shot at her argument. “On the inside.”

“The best way to change who you are,” Petula answered definitively, “is Photoshop.”

“You’re totally gonna be one of those wannabeens who roam around the mall trying to fit into child-size clothes with the logo of your favorite store sprawled across your middle-aged ass,” Virginia said with unwavering confidence.

Petula’s face went into screensaver mode to protect her from the harsh reality of the future she was picturing. She shook it off and re-engaged.

“Have you ever seen old-people feet?” Petula queried, offering up a striking visual. “Is that something you are looking forward to?”

“You should talk,” Virginia came back, glancing down at Petula’s big toe and botched pedicure.

“All I’m saying,” Petula emphasized, “is that nobody goes looking for the Fountain of Old.”

“If you base your whole life on looks, then I guess you’re right,” Virginia said snidely. “But I don’t know if I’m ready for a whole generation of grandmas with the greatest boobs ever.”

“Everyone bases their life on looks,” Petula replied. “Either you have and use them to get somewhere or you make a lot of money so you can surround yourself with beautiful people. No one wants to be ugly or old. Life is a runway.”

“Tell me about it,” Virginia mumbled.

“People would rather be envied than respected,” Petula ranted. “They want attention, for any reason, good or bad, and they’ll do anything to get it.”

“Or live through anyone to get it,” Virginia said cryptically.

“Oh, please, don’t play victim and blame your life on your evil stage Mommy,” Petula shot back unsympathetically. “That whole game is like a false pregnancy reading on a generic EPT!”

“Huh?” Virginia said, having no idea what Petula was talking about.

“When you first get the positive result, you’re upset and crying to all your friends,” Petula explained more clearly. “Then you test it again and it’s negative. You’re all relieved, but you secretly feel kind of down.”

“Don’t be shy,” Virginia said sarcastically.

“You look down on the whole pageant thing because you were pushed into it and you’re so over it now, and blah, friggin’ blah,” Petula continued, wrapping things up. “But once you were entered, the audience started to applaud, and you wanted to win, right?”

“Of course, everyone would rather win. We’re conditioned that way,” Virginia said. “It’s all about the reward.”

“And what were you being rewarded for?” Petula asked, interrupting. “Your looks. Your youth.”

“That sucks.”

“That’s life,” Petula summed up. “You’ve got to face the world as it is, not cling to the way you wish it was. Sometimes, Virginia,” she lectured, “you just have to let go.”

“Well, I still think old age is a gift,” Virginia said, refusing to back down.

“Yeah, well, that’s a gift that I hope comes with an exchange policy,” Petula quipped.

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