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what he saw in me?"
"No,
I know what he saw in you. He couldn't stop talking about you. I just wanted to
try to explain a little about my brother. I just think you should know some
things about him in order to understand him more."
"Like
what?" I asked.
"Like
that he's a complete coward and an asshole and honestly I'm not sure what you ever saw in him."
Okay,
I have to admit, I didn't see that coming at all.
Seeta's drink order arrived and she took
a long swig before continuing. "If he really wanted to marry you, he could
have done it a long time ago. He is just blaming it on your race and tradition
because he is completely afraid of commitment."
"I'm
so confused. I thought you two were close. Why are you bad mouthing him to
me?"
"Don't
get me wrong. I totally love my brother, but come on. He's like a ten year old.
He can't even commit to a favorite flavor of gum let alone to a woman."
"So
it's not actually against your religion or culture or anything to marry outside
of your race?"
"Well,
yeah, it kind of is, but rules are made to be broken and people break them all
the time. We have a cousin who married an Italian. It's shocking at first but
people get over it. They would get over it with you and Vinny as well."
I
wasn't quite sure how Seeta was helping Vinny's case. I mean what was she really saying? Sure my
family is going to hate you, but they'll deal with it as long as my brother
really wants you which he obviously doesn't since he didn't marry you.
"What
about you? How do you feel about me being with your brother?"
She
took a deep breath. One of those breaths that was usually
followed by bad news.
"I
have to be honest with you," she said after a moment. "When I first
found out you weren't Indian, I told Vinny to dump
you immediately."
"Great."
I rolled my eyes and started to stand. I didn't have to hear this. I was just
starting to get my confidence back and here she was trying to tell me that I
wasn't good enough for someone in her family. Seeta grabbed my hand and begged me with her eyes to sit back down again.
"But,"
she said squeezing my hand. "He didn't. Instead, he bought you a house.
That tells me a lot about how he feels about you."
"I
never asked him to buy me a house." Why did everyone keep using that as
the measuring stick for his love for me? It seemed like that was the important
thing to everyone, but not to me. To me the important thing was that he hid my
race from his family for seven freaking years!
"I
really don't understand what you're trying to tell me here."
Seeta sighed. "I'm saying that Vinyay really loves you. He just hasn't realized how much.
Give him some time to grow. I'm sure you two can work it out."
I
wasn't so sure about that. But it did give me a little tingly feeling inside to
know that I had finally met someone in Vinny's family
and that she actually supported our relationship. It made me feel like Vinny and I had a chance after all.
Chapter 13: Finger Coils
Finger
Coils: Style formed by dividing the hair into small sections and then coiling
the hair around the finger.
~~~
Hair
tip#12: Coils work best on freshly washed and conditioned hair. You may also
want to use a mousse or gel to help them stay in place and give them a shiny
finish.
~~~
I
have to give it to Marin. When she decides to do something, she's all in.
Cutting her hair may have looked like a spur of the moment thing, but since
then she had made it the focus of her life. She had joined me in watching the
YouTube videos, but she had also started reading books and magazines and even
attending a natural hair support group. Yes, there was a group for black women
to help each other get through the tough times of natural hair care. And yes
there were some difficult times.
"You
can't give up," Marin said one night when I had decided to get a relaxer.
"I'm coming over."
Two
hours later she was in my apartment lecturing me about hair care.
"It's
just too hard," I said near tears. "I can't do it
"No,
I know what he saw in you. He couldn't stop talking about you. I just wanted to
try to explain a little about my brother. I just think you should know some
things about him in order to understand him more."
"Like
what?" I asked.
"Like
that he's a complete coward and an asshole and honestly I'm not sure what you ever saw in him."
Okay,
I have to admit, I didn't see that coming at all.
Seeta's drink order arrived and she took
a long swig before continuing. "If he really wanted to marry you, he could
have done it a long time ago. He is just blaming it on your race and tradition
because he is completely afraid of commitment."
"I'm
so confused. I thought you two were close. Why are you bad mouthing him to
me?"
"Don't
get me wrong. I totally love my brother, but come on. He's like a ten year old.
He can't even commit to a favorite flavor of gum let alone to a woman."
"So
it's not actually against your religion or culture or anything to marry outside
of your race?"
"Well,
yeah, it kind of is, but rules are made to be broken and people break them all
the time. We have a cousin who married an Italian. It's shocking at first but
people get over it. They would get over it with you and Vinny as well."
I
wasn't quite sure how Seeta was helping Vinny's case. I mean what was she really saying? Sure my
family is going to hate you, but they'll deal with it as long as my brother
really wants you which he obviously doesn't since he didn't marry you.
"What
about you? How do you feel about me being with your brother?"
She
took a deep breath. One of those breaths that was usually
followed by bad news.
"I
have to be honest with you," she said after a moment. "When I first
found out you weren't Indian, I told Vinny to dump
you immediately."
"Great."
I rolled my eyes and started to stand. I didn't have to hear this. I was just
starting to get my confidence back and here she was trying to tell me that I
wasn't good enough for someone in her family. Seeta grabbed my hand and begged me with her eyes to sit back down again.
"But,"
she said squeezing my hand. "He didn't. Instead, he bought you a house.
That tells me a lot about how he feels about you."
"I
never asked him to buy me a house." Why did everyone keep using that as
the measuring stick for his love for me? It seemed like that was the important
thing to everyone, but not to me. To me the important thing was that he hid my
race from his family for seven freaking years!
"I
really don't understand what you're trying to tell me here."
Seeta sighed. "I'm saying that Vinyay really loves you. He just hasn't realized how much.
Give him some time to grow. I'm sure you two can work it out."
I
wasn't so sure about that. But it did give me a little tingly feeling inside to
know that I had finally met someone in Vinny's family
and that she actually supported our relationship. It made me feel like Vinny and I had a chance after all.
Chapter 13: Finger Coils
Finger
Coils: Style formed by dividing the hair into small sections and then coiling
the hair around the finger.
~~~
Hair
tip#12: Coils work best on freshly washed and conditioned hair. You may also
want to use a mousse or gel to help them stay in place and give them a shiny
finish.
~~~
I
have to give it to Marin. When she decides to do something, she's all in.
Cutting her hair may have looked like a spur of the moment thing, but since
then she had made it the focus of her life. She had joined me in watching the
YouTube videos, but she had also started reading books and magazines and even
attending a natural hair support group. Yes, there was a group for black women
to help each other get through the tough times of natural hair care. And yes
there were some difficult times.
"You
can't give up," Marin said one night when I had decided to get a relaxer.
"I'm coming over."
Two
hours later she was in my apartment lecturing me about hair care.
"It's
just too hard," I said near tears. "I can't do it
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