CHRISTOF
I let her rage, let her pour out her resentment. I didn’t say a word, didn’t interrupt. Hell, this was the best entertainment I’d gotten all week. I knew Tanisha had it in her. A few times, I saw the micro-fractures in her restraint. The way she’d fist her hands when Pepa would jokingly dismiss her with sugar-coated cruelty. The way her jaw tightened, teeth grinding just enough to be audible if the room went quiet. The subtle eye-rolls she thought she hid well.
I expected some resistance when I made the request. Even a fool would question such an absurd task. However, what I hadn’t anticipated was her foul mouth, neither did I anticipate being cursed out like that.
Who would have guessed Tanisha had such a colorful vocabulary. Her defiance was intriguing. The outburst hadn’t be
