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The only person higher than Egypt was Christian, and with their commencement she surmised that was even debatable.
    “ No thank you. I’ll stand.”
    “ Suit yourself.” Ramona clicked on the flat screen display. “I take it you haven’t seen today’s celebrity hot topic.” She let out a sigh.
    A feeling of apprehension caused a knot to form in the pit of Egypt’s stomach.
    “ No, should I care?”
    Before the woman could respond the commentator spoke and flashed a picture on the screen. “What’s going on?” The images on the monitor couldn’t be right.
    “ I think you need to sit down.”
    Egypt instantly fell into her chair but her eyes remained glued to the T.V. Her fully nude body was on display while in the hotel room. The angle of the picture caught her perfectly as she stepped out of the bathroom, just before allowing Christian to have his way with her. Another image flashed and it was of her being hosted on the large rock by Christian. The look on her face was full of passion as she glanced over his shoulder.
    Her stomach bottomed out. Their honeymoon had made the top news story. She anticipated the wedding but not this. She shook her head as if doing so would make the images go away.
    “ I’m so sorry to be the one to show you but I thought you should know.” Ramona’s eyes darted from the screen to Egypt.
    The room felt like the Vortex ride at a carnival. It started to spin and pick up speed. Egypt dropped her head into her hands. Everything was a mess. The marriage wasn’t even real and now she was front page news like one of the Kardashians. Before she had time to get a grip that this was her new reality her phone rang.
    Egypt pulled it from her purse and looked at the name. As if things couldn’t get worse.
    Ramona must have seen the look of despair on Egypt’s face because she backed up to her own office door. “I’ll give you a moment.” She stepped out and closed it behind her.
    Egypt was left alone to face the music.
    Trembling fingers pushed the green headset icon on the phone. “Hello,” her voice reverted to that of a teen as she answered.
    “ Egypt Denise James,” came her mother’s reply.
    She swallowed hard. This is not how she anticipated her morning going.
    “ What the hell is going on Egypt?”
    Egypt glanced out the window. They were up thirty flights. If she jumped out the fall would kill her on impact, right?
    “ I take it you saw the news?”
    “ Hump I saw it and heard about it from all my friends. Who the hell is this man? And more importantly why didn’t you tell me? Why in Jesus name must I hear of my daughter getting married to some white man from someone else?”
    Great maybe she hadn’t see the photos.
    “ Married and now you doing porn? I didn’t raise you like this.”
    “ Mom, it’s not porn,” she croaked out.
    “ My child is naked on T.V. what else do you call it? Do I need to worry about some sex tape now? I know David did you wrong, but this.” Egypt had no doubt her mother was clutching the two inch gold cross on her necklace she always wore.
    Egypt’s decision on not informing her mother was coming back to bite her. It wasn’t that she didn’t want her family to know, but more so of not really wanting to lie to them. Telling them would get them all involved in the farce. She couldn’t do that to the warm and kind parents who raised her.
    As her mother continued fussing she knew her dad would remain the silent man he was. He was probably sitting out in the garden tending to the vegetables while leaving his wife to have her say in the matter. Her father rarely got into what he deemed “womanly” matters.
    What could she say? Her head was about to explode. So many thoughts. Confusion. It all pressed down on her. She couldn't do this right now. She needed to talk to Christian.
    “ Mom I’m at work and can’t talk right now.” Her stomach twisted and turned, tightening the knot in his stomach.
    “ You can’t run from this