No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 44



I grabbed my toothbrush cup and brushed my teeth without glancing at Fat Jean. Yet, her eyes never left me, scanning me from head to toe and back again.

"Licia, meet Fat Jean," Ethel suddenly introduced us.

With my mouth full of toothpaste, I nodded at Fat Jean.

She had a round face, wasn't fat, and was in a floral dress, her face done up nicely. It was clear she had made an effort.

"Fat Jean, this is the Licia I've been telling you about. I wasn't lying. Look how fresh-faced she is," Ethel was hand-washing some clothes.

When Fat Jean and I locked eyes, I could see a hint of envy, though she wouldn't admit it. "Well, she's younger. Of course, she looks fresh. I was just as good-looking at her age."

Ethel snorted, and Fat Jean shot her a look. Their silent battle was like a comedy to me.

As I finished brushing my teeth, Fat Jean finally spoke, "So, Ms. Hudson, are you here visiting relatives or just for fun?"

out," I answered while rinsing the toothbrush

alone, or is there a boyfriend in the picture?" Fat Jean's question made me

My response seemed to sour her mood

crush on her and even asked me to play matchmaker. Don't you think they'd make a fine

rough man hoping to date the pretty girl needs the pretty girl to be interested

admitted that

you dreamt

just stood

her gaze filled with resentment and annoyance. Then she declared,

my face, "Oh? Did you sleep

turned red, reminding me of Ethel's

you haven't slept

dating, and

what happens

at me and Ethel before storming

shame," Ethel clicked her