Be My Baby. A. Michael L.

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      The silence stretched on until moment passed, and Evie tried to carry on, ‘Anyway, it was a bad experience, the first time at anything is crap. Try, try again, right?’

      ‘This isn’t my world,’ Mollie tugged at her hair, ‘Online dating? Apps and setups? You guys didn’t have to do that. Is it so bad that I want a meet-cute? Do people not have meet-cutes any more?’

      Chelsea frowned, ‘I don’t think people know when they’re having a meet-cute. I mean, I got chatted up by some obnoxious git at a party, and I let him carry on talking because I’d had too much wine and his eyes were pretty. And she,’ Chelsea pointed at Evie, ‘spent weeks fighting with some guy she called the devil more than once, before realising she actually wanted to fight with him in between kissing.’

      ‘Nothing cute there,’ Evie nodded.

      Mollie flipped her hair in frustration, hiding behind the long strands and staring at her friends from behind the curtain, ‘I don’t know why I agreed to do this. Why I thought I wanted to. I don’t want to. I’m happy. We’re happy. Esme’s happy. Why do I need to date?’

      ‘Because you’re not avoiding it because you’re happy, you’re avoiding it because you’re scared,’ Chelsea said sagely, pouring Mollie a glass of wine, mainly so she could drink her own in peace without it being stolen every five seconds.

      ‘So what?’ Mollie pouted, crossing her arms.

      ‘When you’re more immature than your kid, it’s time to wonder about the situation,’ Evie agreed, ‘I mean, I haven’t seen you pout since you were seventeen and someone stole your art project idea.’

      Mollie twitched her mouth and rolled her eyes, before smiling. ‘Okay, fine, but this was horrible. I mean, is this what dating is? You told me I had to start dating again, and I’ve shown willing. I mean, what, I’m just meant to put up with a year of dick pics, obnoxious comments about paying the bill and that up-and-down eye movement as they scan my thighs, until my Prince Charming arrives, one hand on his cock and the other on his bank card? This is not my future!’

      Chelsea handed over the wine and patted Mollie’s shoulder gently, ‘Babe, you did what I asked. You put yourself out there. If you are truly telling me you don’t want to be with anyone, you don’t want to meet someone who might be a loving partner, who might see all the awesomeness that we see, and might be an amazing dad to Ez, well, then you don’t have to do it any more. But if even a tiny part of you wants the happy ever after, you’ve got to start sifting through the shit to find the gold. Dick pics and all.’

      Mollie sighed, rolling her head back against the bean bag. ‘I want the happy ever after. Hell, I’ll take the happy-for-a-while.’

      ‘Adda girl,’ Chelsea grinned.

      ‘Here’s to Mollie, for being brave!’ Evie held up her glass dramatically.

      ‘Here’s to me, for telling that dickhead where to shove his gold card,’ she grinned, holding her drink up.

      ‘Hear hear!’

      ***

      ‘I’m just saying, it’s important to be able to do things for yourself,’ Ruby shrugged, brandishing the screwdriver in her left hand and the plug in her right. ‘Jamie might not always be there to do this stuff for you.’

      Mollie narrowed her eyes, ‘I thought we’d been through this. He passed the stupid test. You like Jamie.’

      ‘I do like Jamie,’ Ruby rolled her eyes. ‘He may even be the only bloke who has a good heart, good intentions and a good smile, but I’m still saying, sometimes shit happens.’

      ‘Not to me and him.’

      Ruby tried not to laugh, pressing her lips together, and twirled her red curls around her fingertips, head tilted in question. She waited.

      Mollie laughed, ‘Okay, that was pretty pathetic, I’ll admit it.’

      ‘It’s okay, you’re in luuuurve,’ Ruby teased.

      They sat quietly, cross-legged on Mollie’s bed as Ruby wondered how to proceed.

      ‘You’re beautiful,’ Ruby said, smiling as Mollie blushed, her long blonde hair falling effortlessly over her shoulders, her bright brown eyes soft and warm. ‘And people will want to do things for you because you’re beautiful. But when you let them, they expect something in return.’

      ‘Like those boys who give you lifts to town because you flutter your eyelashes and tell them you’d be just oh so grateful?’ Mollie raised an eyebrow.

      ‘You’re not me, babe.’

      ‘So?’

      ‘You’re good,’ Ruby shrugged. ‘You wouldn’t lead someone on, you’d feel guilty, you’d feel like you owed them. And an owed favour is the worst thing. It puts you at a disadvantage.’

      ‘Ruby Montgomery, the Godfather of Badgeley,’ Mollie snorted.

      ‘Look, I’m just saying, you’re going to uni, and I want to teach you how to change a fucking fuse, okay?’

      Mollie rolled her eyes, ‘But what you’re really saying is – people leave. So I shouldn’t wait for Jamie to change a fuse. Because people leave.’

      ‘I’m saying people let you down. And that always feels worse when you’re sitting in a room in the dark because you couldn’t figure out how to fix your bloody lamp, you difficult cow!’

      Mollie laughed, ‘Okay, okay, show me. But I will never believe that people always let you down.’

      ‘And as long as you can sort things for yourself, you don’t have to,’ Ruby said.

      ***

      The next day, Esme sat at the breakfast bar and looked at her mother shrewdly, ‘So, you went on a date...’

      Esme had never really been like a normal child, but with her light blonde hair parted into two pigtails, and her oversized glasses perched on the end of her nose, she could almost pass for your standard eleven-year-old. Except for the Led Zeppelin t-shirt and the drawn-on beauty spot. And those eyes that managed to see through to your soul and demand honesty.

      ‘Yes, I did,’ Mollie put down a plate in front of her. ‘Eat your toast.’

      ‘Did he bring you flowers? And say that you looked pretty?’

      No, he told me my work was worthless but he’d still bang me.

      ‘Not everything’s like it is in the movies, baby,’ Mollie shrugged, stroking her daughter’s cheek.

      ‘So he’s not going to be my new daddy?’

      Mollie whirled around and felt her jaw drop as her daughter giggled, winking at her. ‘Evie told me to say that.’

      ‘Tell-tale!’ came Evie’s muffled voice from her bedroom, down the hall.

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