minutes would be all that it would take.”
“Because I look like this?” Dani circled her hand around her
face. “With piercings and tattoos and stuff.”
“Yes. Well, no. I mean, my parents can be rude and
judgemental and oblivious half the time, but they wouldn’t
think you’re a bad person because of that.”
“Yes, they would. I looked them up, remember? They seem
like the type who would hate anyone who doesn’t rock a pants
suit.”
Emily had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from
bursting into giggles. It would be an awkward response. She
hated her mom’s pants suits. Hated her entire wardrobe. It was
so bland and uninspired.
“Yeah,” she whispered, still choking back laughter.
“Anyway, it wouldn’t be that. It would be more the fact that I
went and got married and they’d know exactly why I did it. To
cause a scene. Because that’s exactly what they don’t want.
My dad doesn’t want it because it would mess with his career
and my mom wouldn’t want it because…I don’t know.
Because it’s not in line with how she thinks my life should go,
I guess.”
“It would also take attention away from her show.”
Emily wasn’t able to hold in the laughter that time. She
giggled softly, but at least hoped she looked decently sorry
after. “I shouldn’t laugh at that. She’s not really like that. You
were right. I was being too hard on them. I don’t want to hurt
them with this. I just want them to listen. They’ll never hear
me out unless I do something drastic.”
Dani considered that. She set the cards down on the table
without putting them into a spread or however a reading like