‘I’m sorry we had to meet so early, Mrs. Ehrhart.’
‘Not your fault, not in the smallest. I forgot you had a damn dental appointed.’
Lonnie studied the circuit Ehrhart was supposed to complete this morning, recording the number of reps and their weights.
‘Thanks for fitting me on,’ she said. ‘But it wasn’t very nice that Bull to scheduled you at the same time of nine A.M. in the morning when we always do this. Of course, he has so much people working for him. He probably knew nothing to remember about it since others always do for him so he doesn’t.’
‘I’m sure you’re right, Mrs. Ehrhart.’
The son of a bitch. She thought of her wealthy dentist husband with all his radio ads and strip mall offices and sycophantic employees. He’d had affairs with three dental hygienists that she knew of, and although the number most likely far exceeded that, what difference did it make? Lelia Ehrhart would never forgive him for the first one.
‘So tell to me, Lonnie, will Bull go to crown all your teeths like he does all everybody else’s?’ Ehrhart asked her trainer, who was so beautifully constructed she wanted to trace her fingers and tongue over every inch of him.
‘He says he can give me a Hollywood smile,’ Lonnie answered.
‘Ha! He says this always to everyone.’
‘I don’t know. His hygienists sure have pretty smiles. They told me he crowned all their teeth.’
Just the word hygienist pierced Ehrhart like a foil.
‘But I don’t know,’ Lonnie said again.
‘Don’t do it! No!’ Ehrhart told him. ‘One time it’s done there’s no to undone it and it’s permanently. Bull’s grinded up all the teeths in the city, Lonnie.’
‘Well, he’s sure made a good living,’ said Lonnie.
He attached the short extension cable to the lower pulley of the Trotter MG2100 total fitness machine. He attached the revolving straight bar, his sculpted muscles sliding and bunching beneath smooth, tan skin.
‘You’ll end up with at the end with all this little nibs, looking like a man-eating cannibals. You’ll get TMJ and lisps when you talk and end up with several roots canals,’ the dentist’s wife warned him. ‘Your teeths are so beauty!’
‘I have this space between my two front ones.’ He showed her.
‘They’re perfect! Some peoples think space is really sexual.’
‘You’re kidding?’ He looked at his teeth in one of the many wall-size mirrors.
‘Oh no, I’m never.’
She looked intensely at his mouth and was enraged that she’d ever let her husband talk her into crowning all her teeth. She felt ruined. The crowns weren’t as natural as the teeth he’d ground away, and she got frequent headaches and had pressure and temperature sensitivity in three molars. Lelia Ehrhart envied natural teeth, even if they weren’t perfect. She envied beautiful bodies. She was obsessed with both and would never have either.
‘Arm curls.’ Lonnie got back to business, holding the bar in both hands to demonstrate.
‘My arms are shaken,’ she complained with a flirty porcelain smile. ‘You need to show me another again one more time. I never can get these one right. I always feel them behind my back and I know that’s not supposedly to be.’
He moved the pin to one hundred and fifty pounds and demonstrated, his biceps bunching like huge swells in an ocean, a gathered energy capable of great force, a slope for her to climb and conquer.
‘Lift just with your arms,’ he said. ‘Don’t lean back. You use your back, you’re cheating.’
He lowered the weight to twenty pounds. Ehrhart took the bar and held it shoulder-width apart with an underhand grip, palms facing up, elbows close to her sides, just as she had been taught. She eyed her form in mirrors, not sure her blue Nike tights had been a good choice. The red stripes emphasized her wide hips. When all was said and done, black was always best for lower body, bright colors for upper, such as the chartreuse sports bra she had on today.
‘Twenty reps,’ Lonnie told her.
She was energized by her conversation with Governor Fuhrer. How many people could ask to speak to the governor of Virginia and have him on the phone twenty-two minutes later? Not many, she told herself as she strained. Not many at all, and this time it had nothing to do with her husband’s power and contributions.