Saintwood: Revelations
that ar
or
I drove us home since Maurice was drunk ag
e tiny house, got out, and helpe
on easy street,"
ed Maurice into the house and upstairs. When he was half in
ty beer cans and sighed. I disagreed with Maurice's drunken stupor when I married him. He could
rice's brother strolled into t
eeping off his bo
ike Mauric
brother tossed cash onto the coffee table. "That is the advancement for th
finished tidying up and retired to bed. When a spouse doesn't help
*
e downstairs, found the cash on the table, and
ateo c
drank m
did he
for you. That is
bout last
working a double." I stepped past Maurice, grabbed my purse, and left.
*
rin
ded to a coffee shop. He wanted coffee
of us stood in line and waited for Joseph to receive hi
on us. Joseph placed his order as I gaz
rder something?" T
adge. "Yes, Gloria, I would
Two coffees a
seph gave me a weird look
ked, breaking me f
ha
ffe
n a coffee sho
t consume
a first time f
going to pay her, but I paid her instead, h
t," I r
ted. "That is over
xcellent servi
ria didn't know what to think,
ed my coffee and spat it out, the
en discard it. Carri,
imples." I
thing. The woman in the cof
e girls on campus, there was something about her. My mission was to
ffee shop. It was empty except for Gloria. I opened th
orry. We'r
O
he door." She hurried t
be here alone
usually alone at closing time, so no one
til you leave. Then, n
ted her
Car
don't
I'll keep you compa
relaxed
tched her go ab
ou a s
aduated, so that leaves my brother and my oth
have a b
w the half of
was
med. "So, do you
e to speak to someone." Glo
ew friends or not many people to ta
u end up workin
e owner was hiring, and I accepted the job sinc
about
or me. It never
I attend so I can join the fami
We all make choices in our lives. Some good, some b
ly inside, I lingered until she sped away. I found her intriguing and friendly. She wasn't
ome and ente
ed me. "Wher
idn't want to discuss Gloria with anyone. It was bad enough that my family kne
*
or
e and met a d
e wer
king until
ch you with any g
you lay off
ect across my face
wed his brows
irst time Maurice had hit me, but it wouldn't be
*
rin
was or what would happen. I enjoyed life, not grasping the ide
inating in deceit. The truth would smack me in the face later. As for now, it made