Saved Folk in the House by Sonnie Beverly

Author:Sonnie Beverly [BEVERLY, SONNIE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC000000
ISBN: 9780446554046
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2008-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-four

Hello, sis, come on in. Mi casa is your casa,” Nikki said as she opened the door.

“Hey, thanks,” Erica said, walking in and giving Nikki a hug. “Oh, it smells good in here.”

Nikki led her to the kitchen, where Taj was putting the finishing touches on his chicken by basting it.

“Sister Erica, this is Taj, my oldest child and only son. Taj, this is Sister Erica from Way Maker Ministries.”

Taj put down his spoon, wiped his hands, and went to shake Erica’s hand. “Nice to meet you,” he said.

“Very nice to meet you too, Taj,” Erica said, smiling.

“Shay, Mia, come here,” Nikki called.

The girls came out of their room and stood facing Erica, waiting to be introduced. Nikki stood behind Shay with both hands on her shoulders and said, “This is my big girl, Shay.” Moving over to Mia and putting her hands on her shoulders, she said, “And this is my little girl, Mia.”

The girls flashed electric smiles.

“Girls, this is Sister Erica.”

“Hello, Sister Erica,” they sang together.

“Well, aren’t you adorable little princesses? How are you?” Erica asked, bending over and smiling at them.

“Fine,” they sang.

“Well, it is a pleasure to meet all of you,” Erica said.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Sister Erica,” they said in unison.

“Aw, how sweet,” Erica said, genuinely moved.

“I’ll call you when dinner is ready,” Nikki said, dismissing the children.

Turning to Erica, she said, “I’m going to put the rolls in the oven. We should be ready to eat in about fifteen minutes. Just make yourself at home.”

Looking around, Erica said, “Girl, your apartment is hooked! I love your mirrors over the fireplace.”

“Thanks. They just seem to open things up for me,” Nikki said as she put the rolls in the oven.

They sat at the dining room table so Nikki could jump up and check on them every few minutes. The rolls had to be perfect.

“Did you work in personnel before you came to the church?” Nikki asked.

“I’ve always been in personnel. I’m a people person, I guess,” Erica said.

“I’ve always been in accounting. I’m a numbers person, I guess,” Nikki said, laughing.

“Where have you been since you moved here to Atlanta?” Erica asked.

“Besides church, to the grocery store and health department.”

“Oh, I have to take you out.”

“Please do,” Nikki said, sounding desperate.

“Do you know anybody here?” Erica asked.

“Not really. I’ve met some neighbors. Everybody seems so nice and friendly,” Nikki said, getting up to check the rolls. Looking in the oven, she said, “A few more minutes.” She got out the plates, glasses, and silverware.

“Need any help?” Erica asked.

“You want to butter the rolls?”

“Okay. Where’s the bathroom so I can wash my hands?”

I really like her, Nikki thought. “Right around that corner.”

She took the rolls out of the oven, got the butter out of the refrigerator, grabbed a butter knife, and set them all on the table. Erica buttered the rolls while Nikki put the food out. Once everything was ready, she called the children.

“Wash up and come eat!”

They all took their places at the dinner table.

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