Maya sulked through her birthday lunch, unable to feel any sort of joy as her friends chatted lively around her. The humiliation of the days events, although briefly forgotten in the moments she had picked up Anna, came back ten fold after finding herself being held by her tiny 88 pound friend.
Maya's friends asked repeatedly what what wrong. "Nothing." Was Maya's reply every time... She had zero interest whatsoever in explaining the days events thus far. Thankfully, Becky kept it quiet as well.
The moment Maya walked through her door after finally leaving her friends at the restaurant, she threw her purse onto the couch, dropped onto the carpet, and cranked out 12 pushups before her arms turned to rubber and gave out. She quickly got to her feet and started squatting, jumping and touching the ceiling every time she came up.
After exhausting herself with her makeshift workout, she plopped onto the couch and started browsing the internet for weights, preferably ones that she could go and pick up that day! "Just you wait!" She said out loud to nobody.
That evening, Maya drove 45 minutes and picked up a set of dumbbells, ranging from 15-75 pounds. Her veins bulged as she struggled to load the heaviest, one at a time into her trunk.
As promised, the very next day, Maya was curling her 10lb dumbbells when a knock came to her door. By the time she opened it, nobody was there, but a large rectangle wrapped in pink paper was laying on her landing.
Once inside, she peeled the paper away, and there it was. Her cheeks burned at the sight of the 2' by 3' poster in a black frame. There was little Anna, standing in her white dress in front of the Public House. Laid securely over her tiny shoulder, Maya stared at her own backside. Her thin legs dangling over the ground, her butt exposed for all to see. She looked so pathetic she thought, her eyes started to sting as tears formed.
Maya wanted to throw the poster back out the door and never look at it again, but decided against it. Instead, she forced herself to stare through tears at it. Anna's excited face, Anna's tiny pale hand resting over the back of Maya's thigh.
Maya noticed a note that had fallen on the floor, she leaned over and opened it.
"Dear Maya,
I hope this picture is a stern reminder of who you are, currently. That is an 88lb girl in heels, holding you over her shoulder, you look pathetic!
