Can I help?’ ‘No. Maybe another time. I need some of her help tomorrow.’ ‘Here she is.’ ‘Hi, Marie. What’s up with you?’ ‘If you don...��t mind, I was wondering if we could find some time tomorrow to talk.’ ‘Sure. What’s the subject?’ ‘Clark. I really like him. My heart says go for it but my mind says slow down.’ ‘Sounds like good things to talk about. We’ll make as much time as you need.’ Saturday, Marie arrived about 9:30. Marie had done her hair, nails and makeup. She wore jeans and a floral. " You're saying that like Dre has cheated on you before or something. That man treats you like that best thing in his life. I doubt if he is cheating on you." I never said that he was cheating on me either," Chelsey added, "I just said don't ever underestimate them. Especially not Shawn."Karen took a deep breath then bit down on her bottom lip. She was annoyed at how her friend always had things to say about "the average black man" and she was even more annoyed at how Chelsey always had. Verity was doing the: ‘fuck all guys’ mental routine. The ‘all men are bastard’s’ habitual: as she fine mist sprayed the delicate fronds of the maiden hair ferns, the gorgeous thick texture of the massed crocodile ferns, the rich dark stag-horn ferns, the sole; copious, radiating, bright green bird’s nest fern, probably her current favourite and a young kangaroo paw fern, probably her least favourite as it reminded her of her own hair, difficult to manage, well it was curly and ginger. Plus. Well I missed my flight and after a few text messages I was on the next flight and just a couple of hours behind my group. When I finally arrived at my hotel and checked in, my group had eaten dinner and was waiting for the show to start. I got my room key, dropped my suitcases off, and headed for my first show.When I entered the restaurant theater the man at the door knew my name and took me straight to my table. It contained five women. As soon as I sat down and introduced myself one woman.