Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43827 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43827 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
The last thing I needed was for my daddy to end up in jail for something I’d done. It was high time I took responsibility for my own shit and act my age. Maybe I should get toasted more often, it seemed like I only thought with any kind of rationality when I got like this. Huh, it was a thought.
I saw Mary-Joe scrambling to her vehicle but I wasn’t afraid. She might know where I was headed, but she’s afraid of going above thirty on the highway so there was no way she was going to catch me in my little speedster. I pressed down on the gas and let the evening breeze blow through my curls.
The more road I ate up on my way to my destination, the more pissed I became. It had only been a few hours since I’d learned the truth after all, since my whole world had been knocked off kilter through no fault of my own, and I haven’t had time to let it all sink in. Every time I thought of the shame of it all I could just scream. Who would ever have believed that someone like me would ever suffer such a thing? Things like this just did not happen to people like me, and that’s why it was so hard to swallow.
Some might say that I’m full of my own importance, but nothing could be farther from the truth. Except for that one semester in high school when I’d fallen under the spell of this sociopathic bitch, I’ve pretty much been an exemplary human being.
I’ve always been a good girl. Mama and daddy had instilled in me from an early age how important it was for someone in my position to have an upstanding reputation. I was raised to look out for those less fortunate than me, to always show kindness no matter who I was dealing with, and to never look down on a person because of their financial situation.
I’m naturally kindhearted everybody says so. People from two counties over sing my praises because of how I go out of my way to serve others. I’ve never done anything to shame my family name, always mindful of the rules of etiquette that had been drilled into my head since birth.
I’ve held fast to those teachings all my life, except for that one slip in judgment when I was a teen and well now, until today, until Joel Campton made a G.D. fool out of me. Him and that rotten twat skank he was caught bare ass naked with two days before my wedding. I started hyperventilating again and had to slow down before I wiped out on the damn highway.
How did I not see this coming? And why is this shit happening to me? If anyone was less deserving of this it was me dammit. I help the elderly, I volunteer to feed the homeless and every quarter I take a shitload of designer wear down to the Salvation Army. Still and yet messed up shit keeps happening to me at an alarmingly rapid rate here lately.
If I stopped to think about this latest debacle I would keep driving past the state line until I ended up somewhere where no one knew me or had ever heard the Sutherland name. I thought I was so smart. I was going to eliminate one problem by burying my head in the sand and going full tilt ahead into another.
It didn’t matter that I wasn’t in love with Joel; we both knew what we were getting into and what we had to look forward to. People of our class hardly ever wed for love anyway, so it wasn’t like I was asking him to do the impossible.
He had promised me that he was okay with our little arrangement. So what if I broke out in a sweat every time I thought of the wedding night, I’m sure I would’ve got through it no problem. I mean women have been doing it for centuries so how hard could it be?
I’d been willing to make the sacrifice, and Joel’s family would’ve benefited from the money daddy was willing to fork over to his new son in law to help out his family’s dying business. No one, not even Joel knew the reason behind my proposal and I aim to keep it that way. But now with this turn of events things were up in the air again and I was in danger of losing more than my pride if something wasn’t done.
I shouldn’t have come back here after graduation. I should’ve headed out east somewhere where someone with my credentials would be in high demand. But I couldn’t fathom the idea of being that far away from him, what a fool I was. After all these years I still mooned over a man who didn’t even know I existed.