This story was published in a couple of anthologies. Remembering Mom:
In her thirties, Nellie wore miniskirts and go‑go boots,
false eyelashes and hairpieces, and seemed oh‑so with it, up‑to‑date, and
modern. Her small square teeth gleamed in a perfect line behind a red lipstick
mouth. She laughed and giggled weak‑in‑the‑knees through days where nickel and
dime tips forestalled economic disaster. Her life was hard work and more work
and raising kids, and sexual trysts on the sly. Nothing long‑standing, nothing
lasting.
Even the
children metamorphosed into upwardly mobile wraiths who disappeared, then
reappeared with babies. But Nellie was strong, looked younger than her age, and then there were her teeth. Perfect. She had no cavities.
In her fifties, she finally needed dental work. Nellie
traveled to Juarez, Mexico to get the work done cheap. The dentist
suggested gold fillings for three of her front teeth. He patted her
knee. "Special price for you."
Her children
had only seen gold teeth on winos and the occasional rap music star. "Why?" they asked each other in disbelief.
Nellie
shrugged. "He said gold would last forever."
She flashed
her golden smile often, and the kids gave her $500 to get the gold taken out.
Nellie bought a new water heater instead. “I look fine,” she said. “You
try taking a shower in ice cold water and see how you like it.”
In her
seventies, her teeth began to trouble her. They would have to be removed.
"Give her the best dentures available," her children told the
dentist, secretly relieved that the gold‑lined teeth would go. Nellie would
look like every other senior citizen equipped with porcelain choppers.
"Don't
let the dentist keep that gold," Nellie warned her children when they took
her for the surgery. "I paid a pretty penny for it!"
"Everyone
wants their teeth blazing white these days," her children told her.
"You'll look modern."
Nellie
frowned. "I don't want people to know I'm wearing false teeth.
Makes you look old."
The dentist
fitted her dentures perfectly to her mouth and handed her a mirror. Nellie smiled at her reflection, turning her head to the right and the left. She ran
her tongue over her small square teeth gleaming in a perfect line and nodded at
the dentist, satisfied.
Her children
waited in the lounge and stood to greet her as she left the office. She gave the dentist a hug. “You’re a genius!” she gushed. “I look better than
ever.”
Nellie turned and smiled wide at her sophisticated children, gold now lining every single
artificial tooth in her mouth.
last night. It went well; will post pictures later. For now, an interlude:
on t.v. last night. It was so worth it. #1 I like Samuel L. Jackson in just about everything I've seen him in. If I don't like the movie, his performance is worth watching. This is an S.L.J. who is old, somewhat bitter; somewhat religious (his childhood friend is a minister). S.L.J. has a few gold teeth, and a wife who dumps him for his younger brother.
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