4 days until Christmas

"How was it, Hazel?" I sat on Hazel's bed, breath once again bated.

"No."

"Noo?"

"Yeah, no."

"You mean yeah, right?" I had worked so hard to beef him up, over-feeding him daily. I even picked out his outfit days before and set a beautiful dinner tonight at the Butler residence.

She rolled her eyes, as if I should have known. "He's not for me, Scarlett."

"-But why?"

"He's not very interesting."

"Why? Isn't he attractive?"

"He's okay."

"Blonde is not your type?"

"Funnyis my type."

"He can be funny..." ...Lies. I had never seen Ashley try to be funny.

"I like funny people. He doesn't crack any jokes."

"Well, his wife died a year ago?"

"Exactly, Scarlett. Maybe he needs more time alone." Alone? Nooooo.

"Well... how was dinner?"

"Delicious... but boring."

"Don't you think you ought to settle down anytime soon?"

"I don't know. I think about it sometimes, because I'm practically an old maid... but I don't know. I'd like to be with the right person. I also don't mind being alone too much. I can travel."

"And your parents don't mind?"

"My parents live in India, and they have lived there for a long time. I was sent to boarding school in London when I was 8, and I've visited them every now and then."

"India," I repeated to myself. "So... they don't mind?"

"We've lived our lives separate for so long, I suppose they respect that my life is mine and theirs is theirs. Very liberal for parents, actually."

I was intrigued. "Is that how they do it over in London?"

"No. No, not particularly. Just mine." She smiled and laughed. She had a pretty smile and sparkling eyes. I should think people like her should procreate, as opposed to the rest of the boring and dull population filling the world with their equally inept spawn. It was too bad things with Ashley wouldn't work out.

We heard the dog bark. "Ugh, shut up," I moaned before asking, "did you vote for Twinkle?"

She said casually, "No, I didn't vote at all. Never do."

"Why?" I asked, interested once again.

"One vote never makes a difference."

"Oh." I rolled my eyes. Very Hazel.

I tried to forget about Ashley the rest of the night, but as I lay in bed, all I could think about was how to take care of this situation. It hadn't worked out with Hazel, which wasn't too big of a surprise, though a disappointment nonetheless.

I suppose I'll think about it tomorrow.

Well, on the bright side, I guess I can refund the baby ASAP.

- Scarlett

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