EâBell was going to kill meâthat much Iâm sure of.â
âWhat kind of man would terrorize his wife and child that way?â Joan shook her head. âMen can be such beasts, and Iâm not just saying that because I swim in the lady pool.â
âIâm not trying to defend him, but EâBell had a lot of issues,â explained Kina. âIt was a lot deeper than just being abusive. He couldnât read, and his illiteracy and that anger cost him his football career, his future, his familyâeverything he ever wanted, including his life. A part of me canât help but feel sorry for him.â
âI can tell you have a good heart, Kina. Most women I know wouldnât be this understanding. Iâve dealt with several cases of domestic violence, so I know how ugly it can get and what some women will do when theyâre pushed to the edge.â
âThe God that I serve gives me strength and the ability to forgive EâBell for everything he did to Kenny and me. Iâm not the same woman I was a year ago. Iâm stronger now, and Iâve had enough time and distance from it to see everything more clearly.â
âYouâre amazing, you know that?â Joan gazed intently at Kina. âThey donât quite make âem like you anymore.â
Kina smiled bashfully. âThatâs very nice of you to say.â
Joan winked and downed her glass of lemonade. âSo far, I have nothing but nice things to say about you.â Kina blushed. âSo, Kina, do you live around here?â
âUnfortunately, I donât. This neighborhood is a wee bit out of my price range, but Iâm looking to move soon.â
âOh, really?â
âYeah, I recently got back in school and got a better-paying job. I canât wait to get my son out that crappy apartment weâre in.â She stared down at the floor. âWe both have a lot of bad memories there.â
âWhat do you do for a living?â
Kina shrugged. âA little bit of everything, I guess, mostly clerical stuff. Actually, I just got a job as the administrative assistant to the pastor at my church. I guess my job isnât all that glamorous, huh? Everybody knows that administrative assistant is just code for secretary.â
âAre you kidding me? My sister is the administrative assistant to the president at a college in New York. Sheâs making way more than me!â
A waiter dropped off the bill, which Joan insisted on taking care of despite Kinaâs protests.
âI guess I better head on back,â said Joan once the check issue was resolved. âThereâs a pile of work waiting on my desk for me.â
âI guess Iâll see you around the treadmill,â teased Kina.
Joan dug into her purse. âHere.â She handed Kina her business card. âAll of my contact information is on there. Give me a call, and we can hang out sometime. You owe me that lunch, remember?â
Kina nodded. âI remember, and Iâll make good on it, I promise.â
Joan waved and sauntered out the door. Kina sat the table, staring down at Joanâs card, actually looking forward to seeing her again. She had been longing to meet someone new, for someone to ask her out and pay her some attention. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that the person to do so would be a woman.
Chapter 9
âI think everybody is a little bi-curious.â
â Kina Battle
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Lawson squatted on her bedroom floor that evening, sifting through the last of the clothes she, Garrett, and Namon were donating to their churchâs clothes drive. She was so engrossed in the task at hand that she didnât notice Garrett emerging from the hallway and into their bedroom.
âWell . . .â prompted Garrett.
Lawson looked at him over her shoulder. âWell, what?â
âDid it come? You know . . . Bloody Mary.â
âWow, youâre usually
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