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?"

answered while rinsing

is there a boyfriend in the picture?" Fat Jean's

My response seemed to sour

matchmaker. Don't you think

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

once, her jealousy admitted that I was

you dreamt

just stood there.

with resentment and annoyance. Then she declared, "Ms. Hudson, just for the record, Ernest is my man. Don't get any

from my face, "Oh? Did you sleep with

Jean's face turned red, reminding me of Ethel's story about Ernest

you haven't

dating, and aren't

see how it's any of your business what happens

at me

her tongue