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120 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 1, 2011
She found the correct elevator and got up to the right floor in enough time to have about fifteen minutes to go until three p.m. Just enough time to use the bathroom and to check to be sure I look all right. Five minutes later she was powdering her nose when she realized that a woman had entered the bathroom and was just standing there, staring at her.
“Excuse me, do I know you?” She turned to face the other woman.
“No. But I know who you are. I’ve seen your picture. You don’t look as good in person.”
“Hmm, let’s see—beautiful Black woman, expensive taste in clothes, perfectly groomed—you must be Shandra.”
“Yes. And you’re the slut who stole my man.”
Melanie sighed. “First of all, I didn’t steal Marcus. You had already thrown him out before he got in touch with me again. I hadn’t seen him in ten years.”
“But I notice that you don’t deny that you’re a whore. And not even a very good one, since you never got paid for it.”
Melanie smiled in spite of herself. “Obviously you’re expecting me to be hurt by your calling me names. But I’m okay with the kind of woman I was then, just like I’m okay with who I am now. But what’s probably bothering you more is that Marcus is okay with the way I was then and the way I am now. I don’t really care what your opinion is.”
“But you did take my man away from me. He might still be my husband if you hadn’t committed adultery with him. He might have tried to work things out with me. But you made it too easy for my man to leave.”
Taking a deep breath, Melanie shook her head. “No, not really. What you’re forgetting is that Marcus was never really your man to begin with, no matter how you tried to lay claim to him. Marcus has been my man for over twelve years. He’s just come back to me after a really long break.”