Deceit and Devotion by RM Johnson

Author:RM Johnson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Published: 2012-12-21T05:00:00+00:00

That was an hour ago. After a good cry and a hot shower, Daphanie decided she needed to get out, drive down to Water Tower Mall, buy a pair of shoes or a dress—do something to try to make herself feel better.

Finding a pair of cute, peach-colored, open-toed heels, Daphanie walked the box up to the counter to pay for them.

She had been wrong about Nate. She thought she had reached him, but she had not. She should’ve known she hadn’t when he said she might have to pay for taking little Nathaniel. But to have her arrested?

As she set the shoe box on the counter, she gave a quick smile to the associate in front of her. While reaching in her purse for her credit card, Daphanie asked herself what she could do to get back at Nate for the embarrassment, inconvenience, and money he had just cost her.

“Debit or credit?” the woman asked, taking Daphanie’s card and punching numbers on the register.

“Credit,” Daphanie said, realizing she’d best take Mr. Harris’s advice and leave Nate alone. She had tried playing his game to get even with him and lost. Daphanie just wasn’t evil enough, calculating enough, at least not by herself.

“Ma’am,” the associate said, “I’m sorry but your card has been declined.”

“Run it again, please, will you?” Daphanie said, having had the same problem with this card being declined on the first swipe, then accepted on the second, in the past.

The associate did as she was asked.

Daphanie heard a short buzz from the register.

“I’m sorry. Would you like to try debit?”

“Sure,” Daphanie said, entering her PIN on the punch pad in front of her. Again, she heard the buzz, and again the associate said the card had been declined.

Daphanie tried the two other credit cards she had. They were also no good.

“No,” Daphanie said, worry starting to consume her. She took the third card from the associate with a quivering hand and hurried toward the store’s exit, which led her into the mall. Walking fast, almost trotting, Daphanie rushed toward the first ATM she saw, praying, begging under her breath. “Please, don’t have done this. Don’t have done this to me, Nate.”

She pushed her bank card into the ATM slot, stabbed her pass code into the machine, then pressed the Balance Inquiry option.

Daphanie was living off her 401(k). After losing her job, she had taken the money, stuck it in her account, and she had been living off that. She had a little over $22,000. It was all she had to her name.

“Don’t have done this to me, you bastard,” Daphanie said one last time, brushing a tear from her cheek.

The balance screen popped up. She stared, mouth open, at the figure displayed in red. That figure was $0.01.

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