Her Secret Life by Tiffany L. Warren

Author:Tiffany L. Warren [Warren, Tiffany L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2017-02-15T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

Busboys and Poets was packed more than usual for a Friday night, and the hostess told Graham they’d be waiting half an hour for a table. This seemed to annoy Onika, as Graham watched her go from expressionless to a peeved grimace. He glanced down at her feet. Heels, of course.

“Why do women do this to themselves?” Graham asked as he led Onika to the waiting area, since there were no open seats at the bar either.

“Do what?”

“Wear shoes that pinch your feet. Then you have an attitude when you have to stand for a long time.”

Onika looked down at her feet and let out a little laugh. “I have always hated heels. I would much rather be wearing flip-flops right now.”

“Let’s go over to CVS. There’s one right down the street. We’ll be back before they call our names.”

Tears of laughter pooled in Onika’s eyes. “You want me to wear drug store flip-flops?”

“No, I want you to stop making that face.”

Graham took Onika’s hand and led her to the door. He told the hostess they’d be right back. The store was less than a block away, which was probably for the best, since Onika was already wobbly.

Inside the drugstore, Graham grabbed a red basket from next to the door.

“Why do you need that for one pair of flip-flops?” Onika asked.

“We may see more things we need.”

Giggling, Onika asked. “Like what, Graham? We came here for flip-flops.”

“Like this. Cough drops.” Graham grabbed a bag of lozenges and dropped them in the basket.

They walked down the aisles searching for flip-flops, but finding all kinds of interesting things to add to the basket. Onika picked up a pink bell with a picture of a cherry blossom on it and WASHINGTON, DC, painted on the bottom.

“This is pretty, right?”

“It is. Let’s get it,” Graham said.

Graham was happy they were laughing. She’d seemed incapable of merriment after that somber ride over to the restaurant. He thought it had something to do with her learning how to swim, so he’d stay away from that topic until she was his girlfriend.

“There they are. The flip-flops.” Graham pointed down the aisle with summer and picnic supplies.

Sure enough, there was a discount pile with leftover American flags, water toys, and noisemakers for the Fourth of July. And there were red, white, and blue flip-flops with stars and stripes. Patriotic, plastic, and huge.

“These are a men’s size ten,” Onika said as she picked them up.

“Is that the only pair?”

They looked all over the shelves for another pair, but that was it. One enormous pair of flip-flops for Onika’s tiny feet.

“What size shoe do you wear?” Graham asked.

“Six. A women’s size six!”

“It’s either these, the heels, or we walk to another drugstore. There’s a CVS or a Walgreen’s on every other corner. I’m sure we won’t have to walk far.”

Onika shook her head. “See, the thing is, I already got my feet prepared to go into flip-flops. They won’t last another block. They might not last to the front of this store.

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