Misadventures of a Single Mom by Vanessa Vale

Author:Vanessa Vale [Vale, Vanessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub

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“Wow! Look at that upside down car!” shouted Zach.

We were all into the crash and burn portion of the derby. Cars were mangled on the mud track, some with steam coming out of their radiators, two cars stuck together in a T-bone gunning their engines, wheels spinning in the mud with the hope of separating. The latest excitement was a car pushed up a berm and flipped onto its top. It slowly came to a standstill after spinning around in circles twice.

“Cool!” Bobby added.

Goldie, Paul and I sat with little yellow foam earplugs sticking out of our ears, the boys with the large earmuff style to muffle the unbelievably loud engine noise.

The arena was an outdoor venue, rectangular shaped and open to the elements. No roof. Similar to a high school football stadium. It was used for everything from rodeos to demolition derbies. No restrooms, no food vendors. That was all outside the arena, part of the fairgrounds. Running down the long sides of the event area were the stands, all concrete steps and wood bench-style seats. Room enough for about three hundred. We sat most of the way up the stands so the boys had a good view. Couldn’t miss any action. I could see the sun setting on the Gallatin Mountains from our seats.

Zach and Bobby held red and white striped bags of popcorn. I had the super-sized soda to wash it all down, which was now only half full. The smells of animal, mud and buttered popcorn mingled in the evening air.

I was mentally betting how long it would take for the boys to need the bathroom. I swear they had bladders the size of walnuts and it was a haul to get there. You had to leave the stands, go outside the arena and over to the small, squat buildings that served as restrooms. They’d miss all the demolishing. So would I.

Goldie caught my attention by giving me a little finger wave, and then tilted her head to the right and down a few rows. I followed her gaze and saw Ty and the Colonel. Both wore white shirts—the Colonel’s had a collar—and the similar close-cut hair. Based on the smiles on their faces they, too, were enjoying the smash-up. Even from my side view of Ty, I felt that excitement, that zing, course through my blood and travel to all the important sexual places on my body.

Damn small-town life. If the man wanted to avoid me, why would he show up exactly where I was? The state was six hundred miles wide. Couldn’t he be somewhere, anywhere else? It wasn’t fair for me to have the zing if he didn’t have it, too. Equal opportunity zing.

Goldie did a couple weird gestures with her head and eyes which I translated to be: Here’s your opportunity. Make the man jealous!

But how? Where I sat—high up in the stands—no man was going to turn around and look my way, let alone flirt with me while cars rammed each other in the mud.

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