Toni had a solution for everything, and it was usually: “Let’s go and have some fun!”
Toni’s favorite subject was Ashley Patterson, and she was watching Shane Miller talking to Ashley.
“Look at that tight-assed bitch,” Toni said contemptuously. “She’s the ice queen.”
Alette nodded. “She’s very serious. Someone should teach her how to laugh.” Toni snorted. “Someone should teach her how to fuck.”
One night a week, Alette would go to the mission for the homeless in San Francisco and help serve dinner.
There was one little old woman in particular who looked forward to Alette’s visits.
She was in a wheelchair, and Alette would help her to a table and bring her hot food.
The woman said gratefully, “Dear, if I had a daughter, I’d want her to be exactly like you.”
Alette squeezed her hand. “That’s such a great compliment. Thank you.”
And her inner voice said, “If you had a daughter, she’d look like a pig like you.”
And Alette was horrified by her thoughts; it was as though someone else inside her was saying those words.
It happened constantly. She was out shopping with Betty Hardy, a woman who was a member of Alette’s church.
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