curls really set the haircut off. I was impressed with the end results. Turning my head from side to side, I could hardly believe I was the woman in the mirror. “Does this mean I’ll have to sleep on my elbows or with my head hanging over the bed?”
“ For tonight, hang that head, boo. You want to knock him out the chair, right? Even though this cut will look good without the curls, tomorrow is too special of a day to get used to something new. All you need now is to get rid of the bush over your eyes, get some new cloths, and you’ll look ten years younger.”
“ You think so?”
“ I know so. I’ll even come over in the morning to do your makeup. This will give me an excuse for going to court with you because I ain’t missing this shit for all the tea in China. Just promise me you won’t spend the rest of the night crying, messing up all my hard work.”
“ I’ve done enough crying. It’s time for something different.”
“ That’s what I’m talking about. I wish I could go shopping with you. Make sure you pick out a killer outfit that’ll have Randy drooling. Make it short, too, so he can see your long legs. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“ Thanks, girl. I’m sorry for being such a bitch.” I gave her a hug and a kiss, said my goodbyes, and strutted across the floor feeling good. I paid the receptionist on the way out. I was a silent partner in the business, and Kenya gave me hell every time I attempted to pay so I never put the money in her hand. According to her, I’m entitled to free services for the rest of my life since I would not allow her to pay me back for the initial down payment I had fronted her. As far as I was concerned, it was a gift between friends; however, every time I brought up transferring the title from both of our names to just hers, we ended up fighting so I quit mentioning it.
CHAPTER 6
Felicia
I really didn’t feel like shopping, but my clothes were falling off of me. I had no choice. Even though I wanted to look my best, I didn’t know where to begin. I decided on a small boutique that I passed often but never stopped in. It was located in a plaza that would meet all of my beauty needs. The clothes in the window always looked so pretty. Since they were geared to smaller women, I never wasted my time going in.
The sales associate looked up from her fashion magazine as I walked in. I detected her attitude immediately. It took all I had not to turn around and walk out the store. Evidently she must have thought I couldn’t afford the trendy fashions because she didn’t move toward me as I browsed the prêt-a-porter racks. Cracking gum loudly, she flipped through the pages of her magazine while shooting me the evil eye. She was about to get on my last nerve. She was in her early twenties and as skinny as a rail, but her beauty was superficially marred by her funky attitude.
I snatched several outfits off the rack and looked for the dressing room. I could have used that heifer’s help, but I wasn’t about to ask her for shit. I saw the dressing room sign near the back and stomped my way toward it.
“ We got cameras in there,” she called out behind me.
I stopped and faced her. “And your point would be?”
“ I’m just saying it,” she said, snapping her gum in dismissal.
It took all I had not to throw the clothes on the floor and snatch that skinny wench up by her throat. Obviously, she did not know who she was talking to. She was lucky I liked the outfits I had picked out or she would be plucking them out her ass. “I’m going to pretend that your stupid ass did not just say that to me. However, I’d advise you not to make the same mistake twice because then I won’t have no choice but to kick your ass.” I stomped the rest of the way to the dressing room only to find the door locked.
If it were possible for smoke to come out of my ears, it would have happened at this precise moment. I was sitting on go and the
“ For tonight, hang that head, boo. You want to knock him out the chair, right? Even though this cut will look good without the curls, tomorrow is too special of a day to get used to something new. All you need now is to get rid of the bush over your eyes, get some new cloths, and you’ll look ten years younger.”
“ You think so?”
“ I know so. I’ll even come over in the morning to do your makeup. This will give me an excuse for going to court with you because I ain’t missing this shit for all the tea in China. Just promise me you won’t spend the rest of the night crying, messing up all my hard work.”
“ I’ve done enough crying. It’s time for something different.”
“ That’s what I’m talking about. I wish I could go shopping with you. Make sure you pick out a killer outfit that’ll have Randy drooling. Make it short, too, so he can see your long legs. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“ Thanks, girl. I’m sorry for being such a bitch.” I gave her a hug and a kiss, said my goodbyes, and strutted across the floor feeling good. I paid the receptionist on the way out. I was a silent partner in the business, and Kenya gave me hell every time I attempted to pay so I never put the money in her hand. According to her, I’m entitled to free services for the rest of my life since I would not allow her to pay me back for the initial down payment I had fronted her. As far as I was concerned, it was a gift between friends; however, every time I brought up transferring the title from both of our names to just hers, we ended up fighting so I quit mentioning it.
CHAPTER 6
Felicia
I really didn’t feel like shopping, but my clothes were falling off of me. I had no choice. Even though I wanted to look my best, I didn’t know where to begin. I decided on a small boutique that I passed often but never stopped in. It was located in a plaza that would meet all of my beauty needs. The clothes in the window always looked so pretty. Since they were geared to smaller women, I never wasted my time going in.
The sales associate looked up from her fashion magazine as I walked in. I detected her attitude immediately. It took all I had not to turn around and walk out the store. Evidently she must have thought I couldn’t afford the trendy fashions because she didn’t move toward me as I browsed the prêt-a-porter racks. Cracking gum loudly, she flipped through the pages of her magazine while shooting me the evil eye. She was about to get on my last nerve. She was in her early twenties and as skinny as a rail, but her beauty was superficially marred by her funky attitude.
I snatched several outfits off the rack and looked for the dressing room. I could have used that heifer’s help, but I wasn’t about to ask her for shit. I saw the dressing room sign near the back and stomped my way toward it.
“ We got cameras in there,” she called out behind me.
I stopped and faced her. “And your point would be?”
“ I’m just saying it,” she said, snapping her gum in dismissal.
It took all I had not to throw the clothes on the floor and snatch that skinny wench up by her throat. Obviously, she did not know who she was talking to. She was lucky I liked the outfits I had picked out or she would be plucking them out her ass. “I’m going to pretend that your stupid ass did not just say that to me. However, I’d advise you not to make the same mistake twice because then I won’t have no choice but to kick your ass.” I stomped the rest of the way to the dressing room only to find the door locked.
If it were possible for smoke to come out of my ears, it would have happened at this precise moment. I was sitting on go and the
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