Straight from The Onion Vine. Book 3 Lasting Past. Jody Scottsmith

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Annie’s lies…how will I know?” Kara continued. “Ok let’s say Annie calls tomorrow.”

      Suzanne went to the counter to get their order, and returned. “If Annie wants to meet with you and Mom, what do you want for her? Like with me, you wanted Eleanor and I to find each other.”

      “The same thing,” Kara admitted. “Annie and her mother used to do so much together. That all changed when she started dating. Once they got married, it’s like Annie didn’t exist. That’s why she gets in trouble…to get her mother’s attention. When Mom and I saw what was going on, we gave Annie a key.”

      Kara rang out her teabag with her spoon and added honey. “I’d like to say to her mother, what I just said to you.”

      Suzanne put her fork down and lowered her eyes.

      “I can’t keep it inside any longer.” Suzanne took a quick breath. “Annie’s not the only one who doesn’t tell the truth.”

      “What, what?” Kara knew this was huge.

      “The night you came over to talk me into Cedardale, Suzanne related. “I asked if Scott had a wedding picture…like I had one and it was tossed, remember? The truth is…it never existed.”

      “Ok your parents didn’t have a wedding picture.” Kara did her best to read between the lines. “Or maybe there wasn’t one because they weren’t married.”

      Suzanne raise tear-filled eyes and nodded. A situation like this demanded an equal confession.

      “My parents got married when Mom found out she was pregnant. She always said it doesn’t affect me, unless I want it to. Like with Neil and his onions…get over it. Hurry up and finish eating. I want to look at more dresses to annoy Gown Lady.”

      “Ready,” Suzanne said, swallowing the last bite. “I saw one there I liked.”

      “Next time you see a dress you like say something, will you?”

      “Just because I don’t when you think I should…”

      Kara aso found a dress to try on. Gown Lady let them use the wedding room. There was plenty of room, so they could help each other. Suzanne was first to step in her dress and slipped her arms in the small shoulder sleeves. She looked in the triple mirror while Kara put on the strapless mint green dress.

      “What do you think of this color?” Suzanne asked, “You know…with my dark skin.”

      Kara held her breath to make it easier for Suzanne to zip her dress. “So now you’re going to ‘confess’ you’re Biracial? Like I didn’t know.”

      She examined the dress closer to the mirror. “Is this gold is too dark?”

      “What does that have to do with anything…do you like the dress, or not?”

      “I’m not sure…what do you think?”

      “So who’s ‘whining’ now?” Kara questioned, pushing her way between Suzanne and the mirror. “Look, if you’re going to be a victim…at least be one for something you can work with. You had nothing to do your parents or skin color.”

      Suzanne took a step back, swishing the dress behind her. “Just let me know what you think…about the dress. This time be honest, seriously.”

      Kara laughed at her sarcasm. “I need the whole picture, first.”

      Suzanne slowly turned, holding her head up like a model.

      “The lace on top…looks itchy. The color gives you dark circles under your eyes.”

      Kara put her hands behind her and waited for an opinion.

      “Too much like the one you wore last year.”

      “You’re right,” Kara agreed. “Let’s go back to the first store.”

      They quickly put their jeans on and left the dresses in the room, like Gown Lady asked. 0n the way they passed the cafe where they had lunch.

      “I could use a coffee,” Suzanne suggested; Kara agreed. They self-served, and sat at a small table.

      “Ok so when can I be a victim?”

      “You were before we asked Jeff about your mother,” Kara reminded her.

       “Like if you found her, he’d think you didn’t love him. It was hard, but

       you spoke up. That’s what Annie needs to do. If her mom knew how she felt, maybe she can stop self-destructing. She and her mother need to connect, like you and your dad…and Eleanor.”

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