has to be a top…secret mission; you two; so no telling Blair!? Eleanor?s loud whisper reverberated
off the living room?s paneled walls; and she held her finger up to her mouth。
Hush…hush!
Serena tried not to giggle。 Eleanor was terrible at keeping secrets?she always managed to tell her
children what they were getting for Christmasbefore she?d even bought their presents。 Most likely
she?d tell Blair by tomorrow?ifBlair hadn?t already heard their entire conversation。 Nate just
nodded mutely。 He never said much in Eleanor?s presence: she was far too overwhelming。
?We?d be happy to do it;? Serena answered for the both of them。 ?And we promise to keep it a
secret from Blair。? Yeah。 They?re good at that。
a very short engagement
?I am just too pooped to pop!? Dan?s mom stretched her arms overhead and wiggled her butt
back and forth on the lumpy brown leather sofa in the living room; her mouth open in a yawn。 It
was only eight o?clock; and Rufus was at one of his anarchist poet jamborees in the West Village。
She looked around; blinking like a sleepy Siamese cat。 Her mousy brown hair was sticking out in
every direction; and her watery blue eyes were now red and bloodshot。 ?Jet lag really gets you at
my age。 And cocktails on the plane are only a temporary fix!?
She looked at Dan and then turned in the direction of the kitchen doorway; where Vanessa was
standing; obviously expecting them to say something。 Dan sat stonily in the tattered armchair
across from his mom; still not sure what to make of her。
?But you kids really shouldn?t be drinking!? She wagged a finger back and forth; apparently
unaware that she was chastising them for somethingshe?d done。 ?Although if you want to taste
some?just a taste?you just let me know; okay? Because that would be fine。 So; where am I
sleeping?? she added to her rambling。
Dan attempted to exchange a what…the…hell? glance with Vanessa; but she just stood there; lazily
licking the remains of the penis cream puff from her fingers。 The contrast of her snowy; white skin
against her close…cropped dark hair; the curve of her red lips; her slightly mocking brown eyes?she
really was beautiful。
?See?? His mother leaned forward and prodded his knee with her turquoise…embellished
fingers。 ?Shelikes the cream filling。? Dan quickly snapped out of his reverie and stood up。 ?Um;
well; we?re sort of filling up around here。 I guess if you want to take my room I could take the
couch?? His mother stood up; holding onto her neck with one hand and rubbing
furiously。 ?Thecouch ? Don?t be silly。 I mean; now that you?re 。 。 。 well; you know?? Jeanette
broke off; waving her turquoise…laden hands in the air。 ?I mean;? she began again; ?sharing
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