Dentist Chair Confessions

Shawn looked at Ginger with shock. She was totally unaware of what she was saying, and was too busy inspecting her fingers to see the hurt on his face.

"What did you just say, Gingy?"

"Hmm? I was saying that fingers look like those anemo- anemonemones."

She cackled and began to touch her face. Shawn watched her in disbelief. He shouldn't have listened to her to begin with, but she was spilling some huge secrets so it was hard to remind himself that she was high.

"How'd you find out?"

"I mean, look at them!"

"How'd you find out he isn't my dad, Ginj?"

"Oh, I took some of your hair. Your mom confessed though. We saw your real dad in the grocery store."

"My real dad?"

"Mhm, you look just like him honestly. You look nothing like Dale."

"I take after my mom."

"Yeah, until you swee your dad. His name's Norman. Norman Willis I think. But look at these fingers. Are they not the coolest thing on earth?"

"So dale's not my dad."

"No. I mean, I think he's only Jewell's dad which is funny since she hates him more than anyone else alive."

"My mom's a ho..."

Ginger nodded, then gasped. "Babe! I have feet fingers!"

"You do, babe. Come on, we have to get Joey from the center before they close."

"I love Joey!"

Ginger sprang up, and teetered otu of the room, followed by her confused and upset boyfriend.