How Stella Got Her Groove Back by Terry McMillan

Author:Terry McMillan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Divorce & Separation, Jamaica, Divorced women, Social Science, Contemporary, General, Romance, Family & Relationships, Americans, African American women, Ethnic Studies, African American, Fiction, African American Studies
ISBN: 9780451209146
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2003-12-28T10:00:00+00:00

I CANNOT BEAR the thought of that two-hour van ride on that bumpy road back to the airport, which is why I am up here in the sky with twenty-seven-year-old Nigel, the pilot, who doesn’t look old enough to drive a car. This four-passenger airplane that will take approximately fifteen minutes to get me to Montego Bay International is giving me a panoramic view of this part of the island. Now I know why they call them the Blue Mountains, because they are so green they do actually look blue, and in some places the water is emerald green and right next to it like turquoise. It looks unreal but I have swum in that water. I feel as though I could actually come here every summer. As we descend and the tires screech down the runway, I decide that if things continue the way they have been for me at work I might just buy some beach property here, and as I get off the little plane and wait to get my boarding pass and pay my departure tax and sit and wait sit and wait sit and wait to get on that 727, I think I will.

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Someone up here is wearing Escape. I look around. I can’t tell who it might be. I close my eyes and remember that Quincy will be home in a few days and think how much I’m looking forward to seeing my son. I like being away from him but I sure love it when he’s there. If I had to be anybody’s mother I’m grateful to be his. I’m hoping I feel this way when he’s like fourteen which I’ve been told is the age that you begin to want not only to disown them but to kill them as well. One of my girlfriends told me that they should just dig a gigantic hole somewhere at the end of the earth and bury every single teenager in the world until they’re at least twenty and then let them out to get on with their lives.

We land in Miami in less than an hour. I really despise this airport. It is like a zoo. People from all over the world look like they’re not of this world and no one seems to be able to speak English and everybody looks confused and you simply cannot find a free telephone and they are well hidden anyway. Customs is a total drag and I lie and say I spent two hundred dollars when in fact I spent more like two thousand but who can remember everything and filling out that form takes forever and as I’m walking through the airport I notice on the counter of the duty-free shop bottles of cologne and I walk in and ask the East Indian guy if they have Escape by Calvin Klein and he says yes but you are American so you cannot buy it and I say I just want to smell it

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