"What can I get for you Renee?"
"Hey Kandie, can I get some of that cinnamon and raisin toast, and a side of hash browns.", I said almost choking on my words.
"Good Lord Renee!", yelled Kandie with a look of shock, "Don't I recall you telling me last week that carbs are the devil? You normally come in here ordering egg whites and an orange juice. You tryin' to gain some weight girl?"
"Bingo, you caught me", I lied with a fake laugh, "Do you mind rushing that order, I have an appointment?"
Kandie scowled at me as if what I asked was difficult, "Right Away", she said rolling her eyes and flairing her nostrils.
I absolutely dread these days. Apart from having to force feed myself breads and starches, I have to face my fears of getting a shot. I hate the sight of needles, especially when detouring through Shanty Town. I get nauseous. Even more terrifying is the shot will be administered by Aberdeen. God bless her soul but she is no nurse. The things one must do to achieve this illusion we call "Beauty".
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