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    Spencer Carlin: The great Pretender?

    Spencer’s P.O.V. leading up to present time

    Ash, and I sat in silence the whole way back to my house; not a word about our kiss, nor about her mom ruining our wonderful moment. We’re not mad at each other, just not in the mood for talking after what happened. When we got home, Ash got my chair out, helped me in it, and made sure I got in the house okay. Then, she left without either of us saying a word.

    Usually, Ash stays around for awhile to talk to me, and the family. Sometimes, she even stays for dinner. Not today, she didn’t even say ‘Bye Mr. and Mrs. C!’, and she never leaves without saying that, it’s cute, the way her face lights up when she says it. She kind of wishes they were her parents too, and after today I can see why she wants a different mom. Mom and Dad were standing right there too. So they know something’s up.

    Present Time

    “Did you and Ashley have a fight?” Spencer’s father, Arthur asks her as both he and Spencer’s mother, Paula have concerned looks on their faces.

    “No, just a rough day.” Spencer answers sadly while looking down.

    Spencer, opts not to bother switching to her walker, like she normally does to get around the house, instead she wheels over to her spot at the dinner table, (the center, facing the wall) carelessly yanks the chair from its place at the table and parking her wheelchair there, and rests her head downward on her crossed arms.  Her parents follow, taking two seats directly across from her.

    “What happened, Spence?” Paula asks.

    “Kids given’ you a hard time about your disability?” Arthur furthers the effort to find out why Spencer’s depressed.

    Spencer lifts her head, but only nods in response.

    “There’re idiots everywhere, I guess.” Paula says wishing she was surprised.

    “’Afraid so sweetie.” Arthur answers also disappointed in the ignorance of those people.

    “I have to deal with this shit all the time, but dealing with the hurt friends feel for me when they first experience it…that kills me.” Spencer states with her voice beginning to quiver as if she’s about to cry, but she fights off the urge.

    “So, someone made fun of you, and it upset Ashley?” Paula asks just trying to clarify that is what Spencer meant.

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