Dirty to the Grave by Karen Williams

Author:Karen Williams
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2012-02-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Cha

Man, it felt good to get a check you worked for. I had been at Taco Bell for exactly four months now. Felt good. I would come home in my uniform stinky and proud as heck.

Another perk from working for Taco Bell, I was able to get leftovers. I didn’t bring too much home because I didn’t want Omari to get hooked on junk food and not want to eat his vegetables anymore. So I toted the leftovers to my neighbor’s house. And her kids would gobble it up.

I was thinking about increasing my hours. Maybe then I could get off the county.

The area supervisor kept saying I had the potential to be a manager, but when he said that, it was always after undressing me with his eyes. I ignored his behind, though. I wasn’t about to mix business with pleasure. And I wasn’t ready to date anyone anyhow.

He would give me long breaks, bring me back lunch, even gave me overtime money on my check. All this crap was nice, but I didn’t want any favors that I would have to return.

Pay day fell on my off day, so I went up there to get my check and talk to my supervisor. I was sure he would leave me alone if I checked his behind.

And if I had the guts to check my boss, maybe, just maybe, I’d have the guts to check my doctor for that mess he’d said to me. ’Cause, Lord knows, I needed to start my counseling again. I mean having this job made me feel so good about myself. But still ... I had baggage I needed to get rid of. Most importantly, I was having those dreams again. Only, I wasn’t as worried as I was before about them because this time it wasn’t about my baby. The dreams were now about me.

“Hey,” I said to Solomon. He was standing behind the register.

He nodded.

“Is the sup here?”

“Yeah, he’s in his office.”

I walked past the register to the back of the restaurant. I ignored another male staff grunting at me. My supervisor’s office door was open, but I knocked on it anyway.

His head popped up and he said, “Come in, Cha.”

I walked inside.

Ronald wasn’t an ugly man. In fact, he was actually cute and resembled Matthew McConaughey a little. Sandy blond hair with blue eyes, he was a preppy-looking white man that liked to dip into a sista or two, never mind the shiny wedding band on his finger.

He passed my check to me, and the form to sign. I did so quickly and opened my check and scanned it. He had added twenty hours of overtime, so my check was way over the amount my sixty hours amounted to.

“Look, Mr. Brown, I appreciate this. I really do. But I wish you would stop doing all this extra stuff.”

He leaned back in his chair. “Why, Cha?”

“Because I don’t have anything extra to give you. And because I’m not giving you anything extra.” I raised a brow, so he’d get the point.

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