Nancy hated the fact that she enjoyed Geoff's company so much. She didn't want to. It wasn't really going to get her anywhere. Unfortunately. But he was so nice, and he really wanted to know about her. She couldn't remember the last time she'd met anyone like that.
She remembered the boy across the street when she was eleven. He'd been so enamored with her, and she'd treated him like a dog for the most part. Because that's what he was. He was chubby and smelly and walked around just waiting for her to say anything. She felt a little bad that she'd been so mean to him now because he was fat. Now she was fat, and she hated the fact that everyone had to stare at her stomach. Something was going on with her. Everyone knew. If that wasn't enough, her mother had to buy her loads of silly maternity clothes. Couldn't she have gotten anything cool? No, her mother wanted her to be cute with cherry smocks and clothes that couldn't make out her shape at all. She felt like a tent now.
"What's the matter?" Geoff asked while he was out digging in the dirt between his house and the barn while she was setting their slurping down a limeade from Sonic. Nancy felt sure she probably shouldn't even be drinking this, but it was good. "Are you feeling, OK?"
"Yeah, I'm great."
"Sorry, I'm boring you." Geoff packed down the plant's roots in the rich soil with his hands. Nancy had no idea if that was a cantaloupe or a green bean plant.
"No," she shook her head, "Not at all."
"What are you thinking then?" Geoff stopped what he was doing and walked over to her who was on the garden bench . He sat down next to her.
"You don't really want to know." She sighed and slurped more on her big drink.
"Yes, I do."
She sighed then and looked back at him. "I'm thinking how pathetic I'm going to look in my new wardrobe at work."
"Oh." He chuckled.
"How could she do this to me?" She squinted.
"You're her little girl." Geoff told her.
"Where would you want to look for clothes?" Geoff nudged her then as if they were friends.
"Target." She squinted. "You think I'm selfish, don't you?"
"Did I say that?"
"I'm suppose to be happy with what I've got. I know. I don't want to be a beggar." She told him.
"Maybe you could find you one or two pieces there and then the rest you could find at Good Will or some place and you could just see if someone could use what you have now."
"Yeah, to make curtains out of." Nancy sighed.
Geoff laughed then.