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I’d be here in New Orleans this soon, I’d have phoned my sister. There was just the one text that I’d sent before leaving town, and at that time, my anticipated destination was three to four days, not less than a day. This was one of the reasons I didn’t invite Chris up. She would be shocked to see me. I didn’t want her embarrassing me any more than I already was.
    I pulled out my phone to send her a text, but before I unlocked the screen, my sister, Rose, was at the building entrance.
    “Look who it is,” she said, coming down the steps with a smile on her face. She hadn’t changed a bit. She still wore her hair in the same shoulder-length, blonde bob with bangs that were a bit long but perfect for her heart-shaped face. Rose was maybe a couple of inches taller than me, but she was one of those skinny chicks who could eat anything and never gain a pound. I used to be so jealous of those slim hips and tiny ass.
    “Hi Rose. I’m a little early.”
    “I see that. Girl, you look exactly like when I last saw you. When was that? Three years ago?”
    “Four and a half.”
    “Well shit. It feels like yesterday. My God, Jo. Look at your hair!”
    I reached my hand up into it. “What? Is it that bad? I didn’t blow dry it after my shower this morning. It’s a mess, ain’t it?”
    “Well, besides that. Look at the color. You look so much like Momma, honey.”
    “Yeah, I get that a lot. That’s why I never colored it.”
    “I think you should, but maybe not for a bit, so I can look at it for at least a while.” She looked at my stuff then looked at me. “The car didn’t make it, I see.”
    “Naw.”
    “But I saw the ride you rolled up in. Jesus, Jo, why didn’t you tell me?”
    “Oh about the car? Sorry it happened on the way here.”
    “No, no. Not about the car, about Chris James dropping you off at my front steps.”
    Now I had a full name. Cool.
    “What, you know him?”
    “Anyone in the State of Louisiana who watches college football knows Chris and his whole team. The guy’s a big name. He’s huge. Well, maybe not as big as Slade Clark or Evan Marshall, but he’s up there. How do you know him? Are you two dating or something? Shit, if Mike were home right now he’d have been out here like lightning to meet him.”
    Mike, Rose’s live-in boyfriend, was an A-grade asshole. I was glad he wasn’t around today. He and my sister got together in high school senior year, and I never liked him. He cheated on my sister every other week, got high on drugs whenever he wasn’t at work, and the rumor was he’d slept with so many hookers he’d given Rose at least one STD over the years. Even my Aunt Alice disliked him, and she loved everyone. Part of me was happy when they’d moved out here because it meant I wouldn’t have to see his sick perverted face every day. I didn’t have a clue what Rose saw in him.
    Their sorry excuse for a relationship was the reason I never let myself fall for any guy. Gratuitous protected sex. The more casual, the better. That was my philosophy, if I could call it that. That philosophy of mine didn’t mean that I slept with guys all the time. Far from it. I usually had my head down, working and saving for a rainy day. It was only once in a while that I put my priorities aside and took care of my urges.
    “Are you dating Chris James or what, Jo?” she repeated while I was on my inner rant about Mike.
    “No. We’re not dating. You know I don’t date. I barely know him, actually.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Leave it to you to have a hook-up with a guy every woman wished she could have and every man wishes he could be like.”
    I shrugged and looked up at the building. “So what floor do you live on?”
    “Don’t go changing the subject so fast. He gave you a ride from El Paso?”
    “Yeah. The car broke down near Horizon City.”
    “And he just picked you up and brought you and your stuff here?”
    “Pretty much. Well, I did meet him the night before at the