Chapter 5
Remember Nia, when you get off the plane, walk straight to the limo. The driver’s name is James. He’ll drive you to the restaurant. I believe it’s called Charlene’s Bistro, but he’ll know where you’re going. My mother will meet you there at 12 sharp. Don’t offer to pay. She’ll get very offended by that.”
Nia tensed her shoulders. “Okay, thanks. I’ll try and remember all that,” she said through a clenched grin.
She hung up the phone and swung open her closet door. She passed each hanger along the rod until she came upon a knee-length pale, yellow dress. She picked it up and scrutinized the neck line. She held the dress up to her shoulders in the mirror. This’ll work.
She examined her hair in the mirror, running her fingers through her tangles. She rubbed a small amount of coco
