arm’s length. “What’s going on?”
She wiped her face and looked down at the floor. She wasn’t at all interested in my presence, which led me to believe that she was not threatened by me. Not one bit.
“May we talk, James?”
And then they both looked at me.
“Of course we can talk,” he replied.
“Who is that? And why is she eating our food?” Kristin whispered, obviously attempting to talk soft enough that I couldn’t hear. But it wasn’t soft enough. I jumped up from the table and carried my plate and cup to the sink.
That’s fine. I know when I’m not wanted.
“You know what?” I snapped, wishing it was easier to hide my pain. “I’m going to go ahead and take care of those errands you need, Mr. Stone.” I snatched my purse from the chair and breezed past the two lovebirds standing in the kitchen. Before I reached the French doors that went to the back patio, I turned around to face James.
“I suppose you can just mail my final paycheck, seeing as you probably won’t be needing me after today, boss man...”
And with that, I was gone. James didn’t even come after me or try to stop me. I guess me and my baby weren’t all that important to him after all.
Fucking liar…
I walked around the mall for three hours, shopping and visiting my old friends at Rage where I used to work. And you know what? I felt like I belonged there more than at my own baby father’s house. I wished like hell Daddy hadn’t made me quit this job. Sometimes I hated how strict he was.
And what about me? Nobody ever asked me what I wanted. Well, I sure as hell didn’t want to quit a great job, start a new one, fall in love with a white man, and get pregnant with his baby. That’s for damn sure. It was amazing how one simple little change in my life turned it completely upside down.
That afternoon I got home early, and my mom just stared at me when I walked through the door, no questions or anything.
Good, I thought. I need some peace and quiet.
If anyone had started questioning what I was doing or why I was home early, I would have lost my shit.
Unfortunately, the peace didn’t last. My mom knocked on my bedroom door five minutes after I got home. She wanted to know what I was doing at the mall, shopping. Apparently she had stopped there to get a present for one of the church ladies. I told her I was shopping for my boss’s wife, but she didn’t buy it. She came and sat on the bed next to me.
“Audrey, your father and I have noticed your behavior has been off lately.” She rubbed my leg to console me. “Are you involved with this man?”
“What man?” I barked, trying to act like I didn’t have a clue what she was referring to.
She looked at me matter of fact and folded her arms in her lap.
“Your boss, Audrey.”
I just rolled my eyes and fell back on the bed. “Why would you think I’m involved with my boss? And what kind of a girl do you think I am?” I realized the mistake of me asking such questions a little too late. Now it was going to be really hard to come forward with the truth, if I ever did come forward. I didn’t know what my options were at that point. I was just so overwhelmed with everything.
“I think you’re a very smart girl. But you know that your father and I expect you to choose a nice Christian man as a partner, and someone who also understands our culture. It’s very important, Audrey.”
I just covered my ears and my mom finally walked out of the room. I was literally on the verge of screaming.
F or the next few days , James texted me and called constantly. And every time, I would hit ignore and delete his messages. Fuck him and his wife. He had no idea what I was going through. Facing a future of raising a child alone was damn scary, much less a mixed-race child. For the first time in my life, I felt like I had real problems, and I sympathized with every single mom I had ever known.
After a few days of me ignoring him, James did something I never would