HAPPY FOR A WHILE
By Inge Moore
Copyright 2011 Inge Moore
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HAPPY FOR A WHILE
By
Inge Moore
"You're askin' why a cute little thing like me's in a dump like this? You really want to know? That's kind of nice. Most people don't inquire. It started way back when I was a little girl, see. I had dreams -- beautiful dreams so close to my heart I didn't tell nobody about them. I wanted to be rich. I wanted to grow up and marry a doctor or a lawyer and live in a big white house with all the bedrooms upstairs and keep it cleaned and shined and cook real fancy meals and give parties and be the best wife in the world. I wanted my kids to have fluffy dresses and neat little suits and piano lessons and swimming lessons and we'd all get trips to Spain and China.
The way it turned out wasn't like that. My kids never got nothing. Just a mother who was too worn out to play and not enough money for a Brownie uniform, never mind lessons or trips. I really love my girls, though. Sometimes I'd scream and slap them, like when I was dead beat and they bothered me. Then I'd feel awful because I do love them, truly.
I screwed my life up myself, you see. I married Corky. He was cute. At first, I never thought I'd marry him -- I was just killing time till I met that doctor or lawyer. My plan was to go to secretarial school in the big city -- Edmonton, that is -- and get a job in a doctor's office or for a law firm.
But then Corky and me, we kind of fell in love. We started fooling around and eventually we got caught. I was real happy for a while. We had a nice little trailer Corky's dad gave us and Corky already worked in a garage, he didn't have to quit school or nothin'.