Southern Belles, a Novel About Love, Purpose & Second Chances (9781310340970) by Anderson Sarah

Author:Anderson, Sarah
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, love, god, humor, inspirational, young adult, teen, best friends, purpose, ya, second chances, teen romance, sarah anderson, sarah dzuris, southern belles
Publisher: Smashwords

Chapter 15: The First Year

I opened my eyes feeling the early morning autumn sun peering in through my window. I looked over at Lucy’s crib. She was still sleeping. It had been four and a half months since her birth. She had to decided, within the past few weeks, to try sleeping six-to-seven hours at a time at night. This was a very big surprise to me since she had been nursing every one-to-two hours up until now causing me to look like a walking zombie with bad hair, for the past several months. I was still getting use to sleeping when she was sleeping. Before Lucy, a bomb could have gone off right next to me and I would’ve never known until the angels greeted me through the pearly gates. By now, I had developed super-hearing powers while sleeping. The slightest sneeze, movement or sound could startle me wide awake and on my feet in under three seconds.

CeCe had been to Paris and back and then on to college and back already once since the fall semester began to see Lucy and me. She had brought back lots of pictures of herself and cute Parisian guys she insisted were part of the gorgeous scenery and not just for the hottie that happened to be standing next to the Notre Dame Cathedral or the Louvre. She told me all about the fresh made pastries and breads that we’d never had here and that I must try before I died. She even mimicked the mannerisms of this fancy Couture-type lady she saw in the French marketplace with her black beret and perfectly coiffed curls, wearing a fitted white collar blouse with black pencil skirt, drenched in diamonds and black Louis Vuitton stilettos and matching handbag. CeCe pretended to hold a cigarette, with a holder like the kind Audrey Hepburn used in Breakfast at Tiffany’s, in one hand while she held her other arm at waist-height inspecting fictitious, organic vegetables and multigrain hearth-oven breads. Back at school, she had picked up where she left off with her Tri-Delta sisters holding parties with handsome hunks, hosting goodwill events to raise money for impoverished inner-city children, and early bird yoga work-outs.

At home, I had started back at the community college with two classes and working three days a week while Lucy stayed with Grandma Rose. I had a few guys hit on me at the diner. I scared most of them away once I showed them a picture of Lucy. One creep thought that I might be easy since I seemed fairly young to have a baby. He grabbed my butt when I was coming around the corner with a very heavy tray. It was the last time he did that. Jimmy had been putting food up on the counter when he saw him grab me. He gave him a little rough-up and told him not to show up at the diner anytime soon unless he wanted a boot somewhere very unpleasant. I hadn’t seen that guy since or any guy, for that matter, that seemed at all interested or appealing.

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