“All that blood looks really good on you. It brings out your eyes,” said Attie.
“Mom, you are weird. This is not exactly the look trending right now at my high school, “ retorted Ellie as she wiped away the massive amounts of blood.
“Oh, honey. You need to embrace the cup half full mentality. Always look for the positive in a situation,” her mother encouraged.
Stating the obvious, Ellie looked into her mother’s eyes
. “Mom… I’m covered in blood.”
Attie swiftly began tidying up, with the elegance of Mary Poppins. “Sweetie, sometimes we have to make choices in life. They are not always easy. This is the life I chose for us. It may not be popular or trendy….”
“…. or ethical….” Ellie interjected.
“Hey now…” Attie paused for reflection. “ I have high moral standards and am very particular about the jobs I take.”
“We take…” Ellie reminded her.
Attie picked the leg that Ellie had carelessly discarded. “ I take. You just happen to be a fabulous apprentice! You have a little glitter on your right cheek, honey.”
Ellie looked in the mirror. “I’m pretty sure that’s brain matter, “ she corrected.
“Hhmmm. So it is,” Attie conceded. She continued shoving tools in her Gucci handbag. “It’s quite shiny. Could you please help clean up a little faster? We are a bit short on time here.”
Ellie looked around the room at the mess. .“Well, if that lady hadn’t gotten a chance to use her cell phone…”
“Now. Now. Positive, sparkling, shiny thoughts, please!” Attie exclaimed. “ No one wants to be around a Debbie Downer, you know. Your eyes really are quite lovely in this light – almost emerald, I’d say.”
“MOM!” Ellie was exhausted after all she had done. She wasn’t in the mood for her mother’s Mary Poppins attitude, but she glanced in the mirror. Mom was right. Her eyes did look quite magnificent – if you liked all that blood and gore splashed across her cheeks.
Attie circled, as she often did after a job. “Right! Right! Focus on the task at hand. Speaking of which, can you give me that hand (pun intended)?” Attie began giggling like a school girl.
“You really aren’t normal, mom,” Ellie said as she passed her mom the meaty chunk.
“… and you take after me quite brilliantly if I do say so myself.” Ellie gave Attie a look only a 14-year-old could produce. “WHAT?” her mother exclaimed. “ You do! Do you know how much skill it takes to use a knife like that? It is a true art form… and it affords us a life of comfort, and you deserve that, my sweet, precious girl!” Ellie knew her mom was right on that account. Although this life wasn’t always easy, it did pay for lots of Disney Cruises – Ellie’s favorite way to travel.
Ellie checked the room. “Can we just get out of here? I think I cleaned up the last of the blood. This is such a messy job.”
Attie shook her head in agreement. “Ah, but someone has to do it, my love. Life is full of necessary evils, and we are just the girls for the job!”
Ellie grabbed her bag of tools. “Sometimes, truth is stranger than fiction.”
Attie shut the door behind them as they walked out into the brightness of the midday sun. “And… sometimes truth is confused with the delivery of justice, my sweet angel. Let’s get out of here.”
“Thanks for taking me to the audition, Mom,” Ellie said as she opened her car door.
Attie started the engine. “Of course, honey! All of your work in Special Effects and Acting are paying off! Shall we take the next cruise to Hawaii, you think?”
Ellie smiled. She could smell the surf and sea already. It was going to be a great summer.