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?"

hanging out," I answered while rinsing the

boyfriend

seemed to sour

has a crush on her and even asked me to play matchmaker. Don't you think

rough man hoping to

once, her jealousy admitted that

turned to me, "Licia, you dreamt of marrying Ernest,

stood

her gaze filled with resentment and annoyance. Then she declared, "Ms. Hudson, just for

flicked a strand of hair from my face, "Oh? Did you

red, reminding me of

haven't slept

dating, and

it's any of your business what

at me and Ethel before

people have no shame," Ethel clicked her tongue as she wrung