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Amy and Bonnie Chapter 1 To Auntie's House We Go! "Come on honey, get up! We're going to be late." the voice came floating into the room as it receded down the stairs. Amy Carson peeled the covers back and crawled out of bed. Wiping the sleep from her 14-year-old eyes she made a quick stop at the bathroom before bounding down the stairs. Upon reaching the kitchen, she smiled at her mother and sat down, reaching for her glass of orange juice and taking a sip. Her mother smiled at her and sat down with her at the table. "Mom, do I really have to go stay with Aunt Bonnie?" Amy asked plaintively. Carol Carson sighed. "Honey we've been through this. I just can't afford to take you on this trip. It's a business trip, and the company went so far as to pay my way, but they refused to pay yours. I'm sorry, but we have no choice. Why don't you like your Aunt Bonnie, Great Aunt I should say?" Amy squirmed uncomfortably. When she was younger she'd feared Aunt Bonnie without even knowing why. She'd also heard some strange stories about her Great Aunt. Also, Bonnie smoked. Heavily. The stench was hideous. "It's not that I don't like her. I do, really! It's just, I don't like her smoking. It smells so bad! And I don't want to breathe that tar and stuff for 6 weeks!" "Honey, I understand completely. I can't stand it myself. But Bonnie assured me she wouldn't smoke around you that much. And you can go outside a lot, it's summer now!" Carol tried to make things sound better, but she knew her daughter was unhappy. "I'll call you every week sweetie, I promise! Come on, it's just 6 weeks! Anyway, she'll be here soon, you'd better get ready." "Ok Mom. I'll go up and get my stuff." Carol sighed, feeling every bit of her 41 years. She'd had Amy quite late in life, and had divorced Amy's father when Amy was just about to turn four. He never called or checked on the girl. She felt quite the single parent. Having her Aunt Bonnie take care of Amy while Carol was away was a complete God-send to Carol. Amy trudged up the stairs and began packing her favorite summer clothes in her suitcase. As she packed, she thought things over. "Maybe it won't be so bad. Maybe she might have quit! Or if not, maybe I could talk her into quitting, or help her quit!" With that happy thought, Amy quickly finished and headed back downstairs with her suitcase. About 15 minutes later, as Amy was relaxing on the couch, the doorbell rang. Her mom called from her parent's bedroom, "Get that, will you Amy? It's your Aunt Bonnie." Amy walked over to the door and opened it. There stood Great Aunt Bonnie Carson. Dressed in a plain black sweater and black slacks. Her hair was much whiter than the last time Amy had saw her. Amy noted the hair was a yellowish-ivory color. Her skin was quite wrinkled, especially around her mouth, which was painted a deep red. Bonnie smiled at Amy. "There you are! It's been 2 years, and look how you've grown! You've become quite a young lady! Come here and give me a big hug!" Amy frowned, noticing Bonnie's yellow teeth, and hearing her gravelly baritone voice. As she embraced her Aunt, she was overcome with her Aunt's incredibly strong cigarette stench. The smell nearly gagged her. Amy sighed. "Ugh, she sure hasn't stopped smoking. God, it smells so horrible!" Bonnie and Carol made some small talk, the usual family gossip. Then came the time to depart. Amy hugged her mother tightly. She did not want to let go, but she reluctantly picked up her suitcase and followed Bonnie out to the car. She placed her suitcase into the opened trunk and closed it, then walked back to the passenger side and got in. Immediately, she was nearly overwhelmed by the strong smoky stench inside the car, and noticed the windows were hazy with a coating of tar. As they drove down the street, Bonnie picked up a rather large black leather cigarette purse and extracted a long white cigarette from it. A quick practiced 'snick' of her lighter and she was soon sucking hard on it. She breathed the smoke in deep and held it for a bit before letting a huge cloud billow out into the car's interior. She immediately took in another huge drag. Amy sat watching in horrified fascination at this display. She watched the cloud of smoke spread out and slowly start drifting towards her. She looked like a poor bird about to be eaten by a snake as the smoke began curling around her. The smoke was very strong and burned her eyes. Getting a small amount into her lungs when she took a breath was enough to make her almost gag. She coughed and waved at the smoke. "Oh, I'm sorry honey! I'm not used to having passengers in here when I smoke. I'll roll down my window a bit!" Bonnie said, with her cigarette dangling from her lips. She cracked her window about an inch, and the smoke was slowly sucked out of the car. Amy thanked her aunt for the courtesy, while mentally wishing she could be anywhere but in this situation. Bonnie chatted with Amy during the two hour drive, constantly lighting one cigarette after another. Amy had seen people smoke before, but she'd never seen them smoke such long cigarettes, nor chain-smoke in this manner. Amy's dream of talking her aunt into quitting went up in smoke rather quickly, but she also got to hear all about her Aunt's cigarettes. "Stop smoking! It would be easier for me to stop breathing!" laughed Bonnie. The laugh turned into a long coughing spasm, which confirmed to Amy that smoking was just as horrible as she thought. Listening to the older woman's hacking wheezy cough made Amy wonder if Aunt Bonnie would even last the six weeks out. "Those cigarettes are so long. I've never seen any like that before... maybe if you smoked shorter ones you wouldn't cough so much," Amy stated. "Oh, I love these cigarettes. Max 120's. I've been smoking them for almost 20 years now. Before that I smoked 100's, which were not as satisfying. Say, you're 14 now, aren't you? Would you like to try one?" "NO! I mean, no thank you, Aunt Bonnie. I don't smoke, and I don't plan to ever start." Bonnie lit up a fresh cigarette and nodded. "That's fine honey. It's an expensive habit to keep up anyway. But who knows, you might change your mind one day." |
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