God Still Don't Like Ugly by Mary Monroe

Author:Mary Monroe
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, African American, General, Contemporary Women, Fiction
ISBN: 9780758251374
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2009-07-01T10:50:22+00:00

CHAPTER 41

I

looked around my living room to make sure that I had not overlooked any empty beer cans or other trash. This was going to be an important night for Jerome and me so I wanted everything to be perfect, or as close to it as possible. He was coming by later to pick me up for a dinner at his mother’s house, where I would be presented to some of his other relatives.

I promptly forgot about the clumsy conversation I had just had with Pee Wee. I laughed when I thought of him marrying me. It was a bizarre joke. But after thinking about it some more, it didn’t seem so funny.

And the thought of having to clean up behind Pee Wee made me howl. In all the years I’d known him, I’d only been inside his house a dozen times. Even before his daddy moved away back to Pennsylvania, every room in Pee Wee’s house looked like a crime scene.

There was so much junk piled up in his three bedrooms, he couldn’t even shut the doors. His kitchen sink was usually full of dirty dishes. The last time I’d visited him, I had to sit on the floor because there had been no room on any of his seats. If Pee Wee and I ever did get married, which was highly unlikely, I would have my work cut out for me every day.

But the same was true of Jerome, in a way.

I didn’t think about it a lot, but I knew that Jerome’s stinginess was going to cause problems in our future. He got tears in his eyes one night when I told him I wanted to enroll all the children we planned to have in private schools. Whenever Jerome didn’t want to argue with me, he lured me to bed where I ended up purring like a kitten. After a few perfunctory thrusts, he stood up in my bed naked and told me, “I’d rather teach my kids at home before paying somebody to teach them.”

I was truly going to miss the great sex I had shared with Pee Wee. I was sorry that we had not gotten together “one last time” before my wedding. But it was too late now. Looking on the bright side, there was always a chance that Jerome’s bedroom techniques would improve over the next forty or fifty years, if we lived that long and remained faithful to one another. It was a depressing thought, but it was all I had to go on.

Jerome got stuck in traffic going to and coming from the airport in Akron to pick up his Uncle Willie from Columbus. He called me from a pay phone on his way back.

In one long breath, he told me, “Baby, put on your best dress. That yellow one, because it makes you look like a sunflower. I want you to look your best for Uncle Willie. He can’t wait to meet you. The way I’ve been bragging about you, he said you got a lot to live up to.

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