She touched my shoulder—brief, sisterly. Then she picked up a dish towel and threw it at my face. “Now dry faster. You’re useless.”
Dad was working late. Mira offered to make dinner—spaghetti carbonara, my favorite. We ate in near silence, the only sound the clink of forks. Afterward, she washed dishes while I dried. -My Dads Hot Girlfriend- 09-26-2016 Dani Daniel...
For three weeks, I watched her like a nature documentary. She painted watercolors in the backyard, humming Billie Holiday. She fixed the garbage disposal without a manual. She called my dad “honey” and meant it. I hated her for being perfect. I hated myself for noticing the way her tank top clung to her when she stretched to reach the top shelf. She touched my shoulder—brief, sisterly
My heart hammered. “Sorry. I just…” You’re useless
I was seventeen. And for the first time in my life, I understood why ancient Greeks started wars over a face.