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Chapter One - Nina

The lone star state Jiave it only one star There was a tiirl born and reared, I had had a fiery nuanced view of the situation Including and especially as so was, uely aware they lived in the United States of America, tended to think of themselves as Texans first and Americans second, if at all The fact that the Republic of Texas, an actual country after the Mexican Revolution, became a state explicitly so it could support the confederacy no doubt had so to do with this Independence ran in the blood of the land, as well as ning patriarch said

The current uncrowned king of the Dunn e Earl Dunn There was a faranddaddy named hih-dressin’ euro queers,” to use his exact words Keep in uy who drank whiskey at lunch and thought woet him started on the emancipation proclamation Not that he was prejudiced, mind you

Daddy was an oil baron, a ht down to fae to the son of his business partner, an annoying man named Arthur Easier to keep the business in the fa to the law

Daddy wasn’t coh only to get used to the idea There being no real doubt what his end goal was If I was honest with myself, a trophy as all ht have suspected it was his revenge onborn a boy and proper heir

I heard the ru as it rolled into the driveway Arthur had the muffler taken out of his truck to make it sound fiercer A decision that made him sound like a jackass

“Sugar pie, your date is here,” Dad nearly sang from the first floor

“No shit,” I said to myself

Daddy would have putsuch a phrase He was veryor, indeed, have curse words said around or, heaven forbid, to thes on my iPad, he would probably have a coronary

“Co,” I said, sweet as pixie sticks

The torture device dress flounced as I went down the stairs Daddy had chosen it, as he did with allthat showed offto behim preview the merchandise I was surprised Dad didn’t make me wear a corset too, just to really sell the ideal Had I elected to wear anything of the sort of rounded for a week Never al adult

Flowers Fuck Arthur had flowers He looked very proud of hiob,his face all the

“Good evening, Art,” I said, doing my best Scarlet O’Hara

“You look great,” he said, barely able to keep his tongue in his head

“Why, thank you, so do you”

He actually did, froers look was a bitto so-tie, it wouldn’t be quite so vo

To his credit, the ood and bad sign, really He was being a perfect gentle nuptials as I was On that, at least, we could agree

One of the s I didn’t like about Art, aside froeneral personality, was that he seemed to think the best way to solve a problem was to throwthe nues that had been dropped after his fae No one fucked with them Which basically left thees to being rich enough to buy a country Their donations to the Terrell Hills church were ever so generous Though still a small price to pay to cleanse one’s immortal soul