Sellevision - Augusten Burroughs [92]
Amanda scurried away. There was a new blouse she’d bought at Club Monaco hanging on the back of her door. She hadn’t even worn it yet. And she and Trish were about the same size. Hopefully, it would do. She grabbed the hanger and dashed back to Trish’s office. “Do you like pale pink?” she asked, gently.
Trish snatched the blouse from Amanda’s hand. “Yes. Pale pink is suddenly my new favorite color,” she said, slamming the door. She changed quickly, breathing through her mouth because the office still reeked of that damn Giorgio perfume.
“G
ood evening and welcome to Sellevision. I’m your host, Trish Mission, and tonight we’ve got a wonderful show for all you collectors out there.”
Trish sat on a blue velvet armchair in the living room set with her legs crossed. On top of the coffee table before her were three porcelain collectible figurines. “The first item I’m going to show you is wonderful, especially if you have children. It’s item number J-1135 and it’s called Molly and Her Puppy, introductory priced at just forty-seven fifty.”
As Trish started to reach for the figurine, she realized that the prop stylist had placed the coffee table a few inches too far from her chair. She would need to lean forward.
So she did.
But of course, Trish hadn’t worn the milkshake-soaked bra beneath Amanda’s low-cut blouse. She hadn’t worn a bra at all.
So when she leaned over, her left breast fell out.
About the author
Augusten Burroughs was raised in Amherst, Massachusetts, and lives in New York City. Sellevision is his first novel.
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