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that she was sleeping with her husband.
Donna gave the other woman a tiny smile. “Well today is your lucky day. After I run in here and get some coffee for my husband, we can grab a bite to eat down the road at Outback.”
“Are you sure?” Reba questioned, not believing she would want to talk to her, let alone have dinner with her.
Donna chuckled. “Of course,” she said as she began to walk away, heading back into the store. “Just drive on down there and put your name on the list,” she threw over her shoulder.
“Umm, Donna,” Reba called out hesitantly.
Donna let out a frustrated breath; all she wanted was to get her man some coffee. Turning around, the smile on her face was tight. “Yes?”
Easing into the driver’s side, Reba pointed to the door. “Harold’s right there.”
Stunned, she swung back toward the door. Sure enough Mr. Unfaithful himself was glaring at them. “Oh, damn it!”
Reba chuckled as she started her car and watched Donna breeze right past Harold. He must have tried to say something to her because she saw Donna throw her hand up in his face and keep right on sashaying to the counter.
Storming out of the coffeehouse, Harold hissed, “Bitches.”
Chapter 12
“Well… where do I begin,” Reba hesitated after they handed their menus back to the waiter after placing their orders.
“The beginning is a good place,” Donna encouraged, taking her napkin and placing it in her lap.
Nodding her head, she offered up a tiny smile. “Okay, the beginning it is.”
Glancing around, the area of the restaurant they had requested to be seated was pretty much isolated from the other tables. And this was a good thing, too. Because what she was about to reveal was incredible.
At the age of twelve, Reba’s mother had dropped her off to spend the last two weeks of the summer vacation with her father and stepmother. She wasn’t particularly pleased with this arrangement because she never felt wanted; neither her father nor stepmother would interact much with her during her visits.
The entire vacation was spent helping to keep the tiny apartment clean and watching television. Whenever she asked if she could go out and play with the other children she was always refused the childhood pleasure.
Reba would later learn the only reason her father agreed to the two week visit was so she could be a help to his wife who had just had bunion surgery.
Two days before her mother was to come get her, a box with all her meager belongings was delivered. Inside was a letter informing her father that it was now his turn to raise her until she turned eighteen.
Reba learned to be quiet and stay out of the way. To do this she begged her stepmother to talk her father into letting her join the after school math and science club. That lasted until her father came home early from work one day and saw her walking home with a boy. She hadn’t thought anything of it. She and Jimmy always walked home together, incessantly talking about the experiments they’d done.
That evening as soon as she rang the bell for her stepmother to let her in, her father had snatched her by the hair and began beating her and calling her whore. That was the last time she had participated in any after school activities.
When she graduated high school she won a two-year, full scholarship to Community College of Philadelphia. At eighteen she was still under her father’s thumb. With no other family, she had no choice but to obey him until she graduated from college, found a job and could fend for herself.
One of his rules was no boyfriends. “If you want to whore around, you won’t do it under my roof!”
“My goodness. Your father was a hard man,” Donna said in a soft tone as the waiter set their main courses down in front of them.
“Can I get either of you anything else?” the waiter asked.
“No, thank you,” they both said in unison.
Once the waiter was gone, Reba agreed, “Yes, he was. I told myself when I had
Donna gave the other woman a tiny smile. “Well today is your lucky day. After I run in here and get some coffee for my husband, we can grab a bite to eat down the road at Outback.”
“Are you sure?” Reba questioned, not believing she would want to talk to her, let alone have dinner with her.
Donna chuckled. “Of course,” she said as she began to walk away, heading back into the store. “Just drive on down there and put your name on the list,” she threw over her shoulder.
“Umm, Donna,” Reba called out hesitantly.
Donna let out a frustrated breath; all she wanted was to get her man some coffee. Turning around, the smile on her face was tight. “Yes?”
Easing into the driver’s side, Reba pointed to the door. “Harold’s right there.”
Stunned, she swung back toward the door. Sure enough Mr. Unfaithful himself was glaring at them. “Oh, damn it!”
Reba chuckled as she started her car and watched Donna breeze right past Harold. He must have tried to say something to her because she saw Donna throw her hand up in his face and keep right on sashaying to the counter.
Storming out of the coffeehouse, Harold hissed, “Bitches.”
Chapter 12
“Well… where do I begin,” Reba hesitated after they handed their menus back to the waiter after placing their orders.
“The beginning is a good place,” Donna encouraged, taking her napkin and placing it in her lap.
Nodding her head, she offered up a tiny smile. “Okay, the beginning it is.”
Glancing around, the area of the restaurant they had requested to be seated was pretty much isolated from the other tables. And this was a good thing, too. Because what she was about to reveal was incredible.
At the age of twelve, Reba’s mother had dropped her off to spend the last two weeks of the summer vacation with her father and stepmother. She wasn’t particularly pleased with this arrangement because she never felt wanted; neither her father nor stepmother would interact much with her during her visits.
The entire vacation was spent helping to keep the tiny apartment clean and watching television. Whenever she asked if she could go out and play with the other children she was always refused the childhood pleasure.
Reba would later learn the only reason her father agreed to the two week visit was so she could be a help to his wife who had just had bunion surgery.
Two days before her mother was to come get her, a box with all her meager belongings was delivered. Inside was a letter informing her father that it was now his turn to raise her until she turned eighteen.
Reba learned to be quiet and stay out of the way. To do this she begged her stepmother to talk her father into letting her join the after school math and science club. That lasted until her father came home early from work one day and saw her walking home with a boy. She hadn’t thought anything of it. She and Jimmy always walked home together, incessantly talking about the experiments they’d done.
That evening as soon as she rang the bell for her stepmother to let her in, her father had snatched her by the hair and began beating her and calling her whore. That was the last time she had participated in any after school activities.
When she graduated high school she won a two-year, full scholarship to Community College of Philadelphia. At eighteen she was still under her father’s thumb. With no other family, she had no choice but to obey him until she graduated from college, found a job and could fend for herself.
One of his rules was no boyfriends. “If you want to whore around, you won’t do it under my roof!”
“My goodness. Your father was a hard man,” Donna said in a soft tone as the waiter set their main courses down in front of them.
“Can I get either of you anything else?” the waiter asked.
“No, thank you,” they both said in unison.
Once the waiter was gone, Reba agreed, “Yes, he was. I told myself when I had
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