Chapter Forty-Six: Limping & Late Night Calls
By the time I clocked in for my shift at Bath & Body Works, I was walking like I just learned how to use my legs. I felt everything Zay did to me the night before — in the best and worst ways. Bending down? Pain. Walking too fast? Nope. “You good?” my coworker, Shanelle, asked as I winced grabbing lotion from the bottom shelf. “Yeah, I just... worked out,” I lied. “Damn, remind me not to join that gym.” On my break, I pulled my phone out and shot Janiyah a text. “You okay? I’m coming through after work. I’ll bring ice cream & food. I got you.” She responded a minute later: “Btch I been waiting for you to ask. I want ribs, fries, and that double chocolate pint.”* “Say less.” By the time I got off work, the city sky was that soft blue-gray, and the air smelled like summer and g
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