hadnât slept in weeks, and she was nervously shuffling her feet.
âJocelyn, how are you?â Sharleen knew it was a dumb question, regretted it the moment the words left her mouth, but she didnât know what else to say. âAre you okay?â
âIâm fine. What are you doing here?â
âNow, is that any way to greet your partner in crime?â Sharleen asked, giving her best friend a hug. âI havenât heard from you in a few days, and I got worried. Itâs not like you to ignore my calls, so I decided to stop by for a visit.â
âI have a lot on my mind,â she mumbled. âIâm busy. You should go.â
Ignoring her, Sharleen walked inside the house and kicked off her sandals. Glancing around the kitchen, she was shocked to see dishes piled high in the sink, the hardwood floors streaked with dirt and the overflowing garbage can.
Sharleen opened the fridge, grabbed everything she needed to make breakfast and placed the ingredients on the granite countertop. âSit,â she said, pointing at the table. âIâm making you a Sante Fe omelet, and youâre going to love it.â
âDonât bother.â Jocelyn dropped into a chair. âIâm not hungry.â
âWhen was the last time you ate?â
âCanât remember.â
Sharleen washed the vegetables, chopped them up and tossed them in a glass bowl. âHowâs your mom doing? Has she been discharged from the hospital?â
âNo, theyâre running additional tests and prepping her for surgery.â
âTry not to worry. Your momâs a fighter. Sheâll pull through.â
To reassure her, Sharleen squeezed her hand. Jocelyn had taken Sharleen under her wing when she started working at Pathways, and over the years theyâd become closer than sisters. They had weekly girlsâ nights, traveled together and spent holidays with Jocelynâs fun-loving Bahamian family. After numerous visits to the ER, Mrs. Calhoun had been diagnosed with heart failure, but her cardiologist was confident her upcoming surgery would be a success.
âWhen are you going to the hospital?â Sharleen turned on the stove, sprayed the frying pan with cooking oil and poured in the egg batter. âIf itâs okay, Iâd like to come with you.â
Her face brightened. âMy mom would love that. She asks about you all the time.â
âThink I can get away with sneaking food into the hospital for her?â
âIf you do, sheâll love you even more!â
âThen itâs worth the risk.â Sharleen pointed the spatula at Jocelyn. âBut if I get arrested you
better
bail me out ASAP, or else.â
The joke lightened the mood, caused the tension in the air to recede.
âArenât you supposed to be at the Mind, Body & Soul Conference?â Jocelyn asked.
âI wanted to check in on you, so I switched time slots with Christelle.â
Jocelynâs cell phone buzzed, and she glanced down at the screen. âMen are jerks,â she fumed. âTheyâre dogs who canât be trusted, and weâre better off without them.â
Not all of them,
Sharleen thought. Emilio had a gentle nature, and she felt close to him, connected to him in a way sheâd never experienced before. What was it heâd said?
Youâre the
prettiest woman in the room... I had a great time with you tonight... Donât make any plans for dinner. Iâm taking you to Dolce Vita Atlanta for the culinary experience of a lifetime.
âI wish I could get away for a while.â Jocelyn picked up a pack of cigarettes off the table and opened it. âIf my mom wasnât sick, thatâs exactly what Iâd do.â
âYou quit smoking, remember?â
âIâm stressed. I need something to help calm my nerves.â
âThen Iâll fix you a cup of coffee.â Sharleen snatched the lighter out of
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