During yet another very dry and bleak holiday season, Simone Evans, a high school English teacher, finds herself in the most unlikely friendship with Jordan Jackson- an ex con.
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Saturday Evening
"Why you look so nervous?" Tiffany sat down on Simone's bed, just watching her as she got ready for her date. The same date Simone had been extremely nervous about all week since Jordan asked her out that Monday.
"Cause I am. We never been on an official date before. Not like this."
"It's just dinner. You acting like he bouta propose or something," Tiffany couldn't help but laugh.
"I haven't been on a date in years. Excuse me for being a little nervous."
"I'm just saying," Tiffany sat up on the bed. "It's not like he won't like you after this. Y'all already fucking and staying at each other's places. So what can one date really do now?"
"I get what you're saying, but it's really not helping," Simone pulled the form fitting dress up her hips and then pushed each of her arms into the holes, putting it on from the bottom to not mess up her makeup.
It was a dark brown long-sleeve dress that stopped just before her ankles. It was also made of a thick ribbed material to keep her warm in the cold weather— even with a side slit that came up to her mid thigh. And the dress fit her so perfectly, much like everything else she wears. It hugged her body in a way that accentuated her natural curves without having to do too much.
"How's your dad been doing?" Tiffany brought up because Simone hasn't really mentioned him since Thanksgiving.
"Honesty? I don't wanna talk about that right now," Simone whispered as she went to her closet to pick a pair of heels to wear with the dress.
She's been worrying about her father non-stop since he had that stroke. She's made the over 40 minute drive to Brian's house every single day to visit him and spend as much time with him as possible. But today she didn't want to think about how her father just seems to be getting worse and worse everyday. She didn't want to think about how this might be her last winter and holiday season with him. She didn't want to think about any of that.
She wanted to enjoy her night with her man, and have a good time on her date.
"Which ones?" Simone held up two shoe options.
One was an ankle length leather black boot and the other was a more vibrant cream colored knee high boot.
"Knee high. It'll look better as you walk because of the little slit on the side of your dress."
"And it'll keep me warmer too," she went back to her closet to get the other matching shoe. "How do I look?" She came back out fully ready now, with purse and jacket in arm to match.
"Perfect," Tiffany smiled. "As usual."
"Thank you," Simone looked at herself in her body length mirror one more time. And even she had to admit that she looked good too. Her looks have always been something she was confident about, and she has her mom to thank for that because they look exactly alike. If nothing else, Simone knows she's beautiful.
