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    Changes (Chapter 8)

     

    Shane was getting frustrated. How was this all her fault? She slammed the freezer door shut and walked over to where the Latina was sitting. She put her face close to Carmen’s and lowered her voice so that Shay wouldn’t hear.

     

    “You want to know what was going through my head, Carmen? You want to know what I was thinking? I was thinking that I’d like one night—just one night with the woman that I love. One night where we aren’t worried about making a healthy dinner and convincing Shay to take a shower and watching some freakin Disney movie before we all fall asleep in the same bed. That’s what was going through my mind. I thought maybe you would want that too. But I guess—as usual—I was wrong. You’d rather play mom to Shay than give me a second glance.” She broke away from Carmen and went back to unloading groceries.

     

    Shane was still fuming and thinking about what to say to Shay; Carmen sat silently with her legs curled up beneath her—she felt like an idiot.

     

    “You weren’t wrong,” Carmen said quietly.

     

    Shane snorted as she put the chicken and green beans in the fridge.

     

    “I’m serious. You’re right. I would like a night with just us, I just, I don’t know Shane. Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier? We could have figured something out together.”

     

    “Yeah I know. I just, it’s hard to get time to talk to you alone cause of our schedules and just, I don’t know. Yeah I guess that’s all it was.”

     

    Carmen smiled. “Bullshit, McCutcheon. There’s something else. Tell me.”

     

    Shane began to impulsively scratch her head and rub her eyes. She hated this. “Fuck,” She thought, “Might as well just get this over with.” She let out a sigh and dropped her arms to her side.

     

    “Ok. It’s just that I’ve never had to—you know. I—I’ve never had to—I’ve never had to plan sex before, ok? You happy? It’s kind of embarrassing is all.”

     

    Carmen smiled and walked towards Shane.

     

    “Yeah I know it’s stupid,” Shane said. “You can go ahead and laugh.”

     

    “Awe baby I’m not laughing,” She said with a huge grin on her face as she wrapped her arms around the thin girls waist.

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