Curvy Girls Can't Date Surfers by Kelsie Stelting

Author:Kelsie Stelting [Stelting, Kelsie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kelsie Stelting Creative LLC

My mom was more excited for the rafting trip than I was. She even sent me to the store with her card to buy waterproof makeup I could wear. After she made breakfast for us Saturday morning, she came upstairs to my room with me and helped me do my hair and makeup.

We decided on French braids—which would look okay whether I was wet or dry, and she carefully applied eyeliner and mascara to bring out my eyes.

“You look so much like your dad when he was your age.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Did he wear guyliner?”

She giggled and took out her phone. “I think I have a photo somewhere.” She flipped through the thousands of photos she had saved until she reached a photo of them together at their senior prom. I tried not to remember that I came nine months after that date.

They were adorable—Mom was smaller than now, but she still had lots of curves and big full cheeks that stretched with her smile. Dad looked every bit the linebacker he’d been in school—well over six feet tall with broad shoulders and a strong jaw.

I studied him for a moment, noticing the similarities in our hair color, our face shape, and even our lips. “I have your eyes though.”

She smiled. “And your heart is all your own. Even when you were little, you’d say or do things, and I’d wonder, where did this tiny human come from?”

I laughed. “Probably grabbed the wrong one at the hospital.”

She put her arm around me and drew me close to kiss me on the cheek. “Are you excited?”

Biting my bottom lip, I thought it over. “I think I’m just nervous. I’ve never really dated before.”

Mom nodded. “I’m glad you are now, though.”

“You are?” I asked.

With a laugh, she shook her head. “Dating is a good thing. It’s when you discover what you like in a relationship, what you don’t like. You learn how to draw boundaries and get along and sometimes even forgive. That’s an important skill in life.”

She was right. And forgiveness was something I wasn’t very good at... something I hadn’t really considered doing when it came to Diego. But maybe it was time to forgive him his lousy first impression and look into the person he really was.

Mom glanced at her watch. “You should probably get outside. They should be here soon.” And we don’t want a repeat of what happened last time a friend picked you up, she didn’t say.

Walking to my dresser, I picked up my drawstring bag I’d gotten at a Dollar General in western Kansas while visiting Mt. Sunflower. It wasn’t a real mountain, but the tallest place in Kansas, out in the middle of nowhere. Mom and I had taken the trip while Dad was deployed... our last vacation, really. The bag was like my reminder that there were good times, and hopefully there would be more again someday.

“Good luck,” Mom said with a smile.

I nodded, leading the way down the stairs and pausing at the front door, just to wave.

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