“It is hot as hell in here,” Marjorie said. “I’m sweating like a priest in a playground.”
She fanned herself with her sunhat and leaned back in her seat, taking a sip of her Long Island iced tea. Her graying-dyed-blonde hair stuck to the back of her neck. The old wooden chair creaked underneath her.
Marjorie looked around, surveying all the guests. She leaned in and quietly said to Penelope, “Now, I don’t know half the people here. Do you know these people? I don’t recognize half of them.”
“I couldn’t tell you one of these people’s names,” Penelope said.
A few children ran by and the women flinched, sitting up straighter. Their bodies stiffened. A woman with short brown hair and a white sundress sitting behind them eyed them.
“Most of these people are just plain old hicks. They don’t even have air conditioning in here. I swear, that oscillating fan is doing little to nothing,” Marjorie said.
She fanned herself with her sunhat and leaned back in her seat, taking a sip of her Long Island iced tea. Her graying-dyed-blonde hair stuck to the back of her neck. The old wooden chair creaked underneath her.
Marjorie looked around, surveying all the guests. She leaned in and quietly said to Penelope, “Now, I don’t know half the people here. Do you know these people? I don’t recognize half of them.”
“I couldn’t tell you one of these people’s names,” Penelope said.
A few children ran by and the women flinched, sitting up straighter. Their bodies stiffened. A woman with short brown hair and a white sundress sitting behind them eyed them.
“Most of these people are just plain old hicks. They don’t even have air conditioning in here. I swear, that oscillating fan is doing little to nothing,” Marjorie said.