The One That I Want by Donna Hill & Zuri Day & Cheris Hodges

Author:Donna Hill & Zuri Day & Cheris Hodges [Hill, Donna & Day, Zuri & Hodges, Cheris]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, African American, Contemporary, Anthologies (Multiple Authors), Fiction
ISBN: 9780758275141
Amazon: 0758275145
Publisher: Dafina
Published: 2014-10-07T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

When a day went by without his calling, Carol thought that Alex was angry. After two days went by . . . she knew for sure. That second day she called, but left no message. But now, day three, she waited until she heard the sound of the beep.

“Alex, it’s me, Carol. I called to see how you were doing, and to apologize for what I said. It sounded judgmental and since I’ve never been shot, I have no right to tell you how to feel about it. I have more to say, but . . . not in a message. Please give me a call.”

She ended the call and went into her office, determined to get back into the flow of life. The holidays were over; the New Year had begun. Today she’d received an e-mail from Jeremy about the community center. Since other projects were on hold because of the weather, he planned for a group of volunteers to join the work crew and finish the interior. They’d fallen behind, but with the help of additional hands on deck, their goal of completing the center in time to host a Black History Month gala could be realized.

She reached for her phone. “Happy New Year, Jeremy!”

“To you, too, Carol!” Jeremy’s deep voice bounced against the walls of Carol’s neat office/library. Amazing how much her classmate now sounded like his minister dad. “How was LA?”

“Blue skies, warm weather . . . you know, the usual.”

“I’ll have to check it out.”

“You’ve never been to LA?”

“No.”

“How did I miss that?”

“Guess it never came up. And to be clear, I’ve been to California, to San Francisco and other cities in the northern part, but never to LA.”

“You’ll have to go; it’s pretty cool.”

“LA seems full of fakers, people perpetrating. I don’t fit in to all of that.”

“Everyone isn’t faking, Jeremy; there are some really wonderful people who live there.”

“I’ll get their numbers from you before I visit.”

“Ha! Please do.” She sat back, scrolling social network sites while she chatted. Jeremy was a good, upstanding guy, married with children; an example that all African-American men weren’t lost. He always made her feel good, which is why becoming a partner by investing in his business had been both a no-brainer and a fairly profitable, highly rewarding decision. “I got your e-mail about the community center rehab push this Saturday. Count me in.”

“Excellent. If we can get at least fifty volunteers on board we can finish the project in two weeks, giving the interior designers a week to apply the finishing touches in time for a February celebration. The tentative opening date is still the seventh, correct?”

“Yes, flyers and invites are going out this week, so no matter how it looks inside, we’ll be doing something that day! I hate it that we’re cutting it so close.”

“Life is exciting when lived on the edge.”

“After this is over, I’ll take my life a little less exciting, thank you.”

“I hear you. It has been a little crazy these past two months.

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