You should see me in a Crown

[constance-booth]

Serena was enjoying her very kid-free lunch which was rare because she worked with them all day, but it was nice to get some outside time that didn’t involve sidewalk chalk or bubbles, and just get some peace and quiet. “Really? I think I’d be quite impressed with myself if I ate five pounds of bacon, I’d be tellin’ the whole town…the whole state even. That’s gotta be some kinda record, right?”

As someone who’d been banned from sweets from a very young age, Connie could only lift her eyebrows and smile sweetly. “I’m sure that would be quite a highlight for a small town gal like you. The Bacon Queen of Alabama. We’d have to get you a billboard and everythin’.”

[constance-booth]

“It’s a long story.” This had not been Delilah’s week, not that she was about to bare her life’s betrayals to her brother’s fiancee’s sister. Especially not when it involved a brother that she didn’t even like. None of that mattered anyways. She’d always felt real alone most days, but at least then, she had Sarah. Who did she have now? “Just been a long week, that’s all. I wouldn’t waste my new manicure on hurtin’ anyone just yet.”

“Whatever it is can’t be worse than potty training.” She dropped her purse into the seat beside her as she sat down. She wasn’t the least bit scared of Delilah of her tempers. She’d faced pageant moms who would sooner see her roasted on a spit than beating their daughter’s to the crown. “That’s where you and I differ. I’d never get my own hands dirty.”

[constance-booth]

Preston had gone for a walk around town, mostly to just be on his own. He had grown tired of being at home and could use the fresh air. Even if it was just a tad too much for him. Seeing a woman with her child, Preston was going to continue to walk on by until he noticed the designer bag. Someone with taste in town? He had to investigate. Taking a seat next to the woman, he gave a slight nod to her statement. “Maybe he was heading in that direction and you sped up his incarceration time. Or maybe it’s just a rumor turned into a story. Very Frostford. Why go against type?”

“What it is,” Connie tossed the paper to the side, “is boring. Honestly there must be somethin’ more interesting to talk about in our town newsletter than late night snacks.” She pushed her hair to the side as she sat back against the bench only then noticing that Rosemary had quit the slides and decided to start throwing bits of mulch into her purse. “Rosemary Booth! Stop that this instant!” She grabbed the purse from her daughter’s range, sighing. “Never have children,” she told the man. “Never.”

[constance-booth]

@bonniebukater​

"Can you believe that they don't have an attendant to dress Rosemary?" She'd been bored with the afternoon, so she'd called up Bonnie to see if they wanted to have a little fun. Her daughter wasn't going down the aisle as a flower girl in anything less than designer dress, but that didn't mean she couldn't try on a few of the 'bargain deals' at the closest David's Bridal. When she'd been prom dress shopping she'd stopped by a few chain stores to laugh at some of the options herself. She hadn't, however, realized that there wouldn't be someone there to take the work of dressing her two year old.

Her girl currently was dragging behind them eyes on her tablet as Elmo ran through the alphabet song for the fifteenth time. She'd already had to wrestle her into her current sunflower dress. "I wouldn't have worn these heels if I knew that."

[constance-booth]

@frostfordstart​

The day was quiet and pleasant as she sat in the shade of an oak tree at the local playground. Later this afternoon she’d be hosting her pageant training class in the school gymnasium, but for now she just had Rosemary. She’d grabbed the latest edition of the Frostford Herald to browse. She missed the bigger, and juicier papers from Montgomery but it was more entertaining then watching her two year old go up and down the same slide five hundred times. She was so deep into reading the latest column that she didn’t notice her daughter walking over and starting to shovel mulch into her open Birkin bag. She did however notice when someone sat down beside her. “I’d rather see some innocent sap go to prison then admit I’d eaten five pounds of bacon,” she said, waving the paper, with the mention of the Boland ‘robbery’ around.

[delilahisms]

open starter \ location: the hogtied cavern \ @frostfordstart​

Angrily typing out another text, as Delilah pressed send, she could feel rage bubbling up through her veins. Taking her half-eaten plate of Texas Toast and Cheese, she slammed it on the floor of the bar, the plate shattering all over. The commotion caused people to glance over her way, making her anger to spike up even more, “What the hell are all of you looking at?!” She picked up her phone again, brows furrowing at a new text that sent her throwing her phone against the table.

[constance-booth]

“Dare I ask?” With her daughter in daycare, her husband at work, and her DAR hours complete, Connie was looking for some midday wine. There was literally nothing else to do in town besides a mother’s meeting, but she’d rather shave her head than spend an afternoon talking about potty training with those women. Delilah Abernathy, even with her temper, was much better company. “With a display like that I expect they’ll be a body by nightfall.”

[andrei-rosetti-deactivated20200]

Andrei let out a sigh of exhaustion as he twirled the gold wedding band on his left ring finger. It felt a little loose around his finger, making him wonder if it had always been that way. Had he just not noticed that until now? Why he was still wearing this ring, he had no idea. But he knew it had to come off at some point. He had to let go of his past and move on. It was for the best. It took him a moment to regain his composure and he looked up at the other with a sad smile. “Fuck it, I’m just going to do it.” He nodded his head before he removed his wedding ring, never to be worn again, but the tan mark was still burned onto his skin. “I need a drink. Or two. Maybe three? I don’t know. Just get me drunk. I’m not working for the next two days.” // @frostfordstart​

[constance-booth]

"Oh darlin' that's no way to go about it." She'd noticed the handsome face, if sullen face the minute she walked in. She didn't know his full story, though the gossip mill had turned up enough to give her some footing. "Gettin' tead up is only good for one hell of a headache in the mornin'. Take it from someone who divorced a man while he was sittin' behind bars. What you need is a week of selfcare. I ended up at a spa in St. Barth, but I can definitely recommend some more local places."

[constance-booth]

constance-booth‌:

Hi y’all this is Claire (Elsie & Charlie’s mama) here with Connie Booth. She’s Bonnie’s older sister, and a former pageant queen turned coach. She probably has annoyed at least everyone in town at least once.

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