Southern Charmed by Melanie Jacobson

Author:Melanie Jacobson [Melanie Jacobson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Covenant Communications, Inc.
Published: 2016-09-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

I went to bed miserable, even after a long prayer to try to figure out what I was supposed to be doing. I kept thinking, It will work out. Obviously I needed to sign up for meditation classes; maybe if I learned to block out the voice in my head telling me what I wanted to hear over and over again, I could hear what it was that God wanted for me.

I woke up exhausted after a long dream about failing to make red beans and rice. I had always thought that was a dish I could make in my sleep: nope. In my dream, I’d been soaking the beans, but no matter how often I checked them, they were never ready to cook. It was one of the dumber stress dreams I’d had.

Work started off rough too. Jarrod Cole laid into me as soon as he walked into the classroom. “Miss Guidry has a boyfriend, y’all. I saw him trying to find her last night.”

“Was he fine?” Keisha Brown called from the back of the room.

“I don’t pay attention to that,” Jarrod said, looking offended. “He look rich though, like he got on some high-dollar suit pants and Sunday shoes.”

The kids all catcalled, and Keisha hollered, “Yeah, Miss Guidry, reeling in her sugar daddy!”

“Stop with that mess,” Kiana said. She had her eye on me, not Keisha, and she must have seen the thunder brewing in my expression. “You really think Miss Guidry is going to date some fool because he got pricey shoes? Maybe you, Keisha, but not her.”

That earned a chorus of “Ooohs” and “Burn!”

“Yeah, you right,” Keisha said. “I like a man that look good.”

“I look good, baby,” Jamarcus called.

“You wish you did,” Keisha said, to laughter.

“I’m serious, Keisha,” Kiana said, not looking like she found any of it funny. “Don’t you think any guy coming around Miss Guidry is going to be lucky if she gives him the time of day?”

“Truth!” Keisha’s best friend Georgia said. “That’s the truth.”

A half dozen shouts of “Amen!” and “Word!” followed, and I winked at Kiana for turning my morning around. “Two-point bonus on the next test,” I said, and she smothered a grin before she busied herself looking for something in a binder.

Ten minutes before lunch, my classroom door opened, and a city marched through it.

No, really.

A scale model of Baton Rouge on a piece of wood about four feet wide was coming through the door at an angle. I couldn’t see who was carrying it over the tall buildings of downtown Baton Rouge, but I recognized the shoes Jarrod had mentioned. The city floated toward me, and I moved out of Max’s way as he set it on my desk. His face was flushed, and he had to wipe some sweat from his forehead when he straightened.

“Who’s that, Miss Guidry?” at least twelve kids said on top of each other.

“This is Mr. Archer. Um, why are you here, Mr. Archer?”

“I wanted to see you,” he said, setting off a flood of catcalls.

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