The overly cheerful sunlight came in through the window. It was unclear which woke me first. The light of day or the succulent, seductive smell of coffee wafting in under the door. I donned the borrowed tracksuit from Rex’s mother and ran a brush through my hair. This time, I used an extra toothbrush left on the counter, with a note reading, Good hygiene is everything, baby girl. I could almost hear his joking tone of voice as I read the words and smiled to myself.
Good hygiene is everything, baby girl.Reverend Pritchett had no shortage of beautiful woman women in his life. They came every Sunday and volunteered during the week, simply to be at his side. Word on the street was, there were more devout ladies in Briarville nowadays than ever before, and that was only because they longed to
