It Happens In Threes

Chapter 2

I sat down at my desk still full of brunch with the girls. I sipped the fresh cup of coffee, that I made, and got back to work.

I finished up my article on the fashion show, I added in some pictures that I took and emailed it to my boss for approval. She always wanted to tweak something. I opened up another Word Document and started to write another article called 'He Cheated...Now What?'

I let my own anger and confusion fuel me as I typed. Now and then I would get a little misty-eyed as I wrote. I glanced over at my things in the boxes from Kevin's, which I still haven't touched. I blinked away tears and started writing again.

Is it too early to drink?

I looked over at my fridge and sighed.

I'll wait an hour.

I was done with my little side piece within the hour. I proofread it and emailed it to my boss. Hopefully, she likes it and uses it for this month's issue. If not I would throw it up on my blog.

I know blogs are lame, but mine is not. It's a little about my life and how I, a black woman, managed to work for some of the biggest writing newspapers, magazines, and columns in New York, Chicago, and LA. I'm not even thirty yet.

I glanced at the time and deiced that I should start drinking now.

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I pulled out my red cocktail dress from my closet and placed it on my bed. That was Kevin's favorite dress and tonight it's going to be someone else's favorite dress.

I wiggled into the dress, smaller than I remember, and put on my red heels. I touched up my hair and makeup before I packed my clutch. I put on my leather jacket, grabbed my phone, and my keys, and left my apartment looking amazing.

About fifteen minutes later I was at Amber's apartment. I was a little early but I'm sure she wouldn't mind. I buzzed myself into the building and headed up to her apartment. I could hear music coming from her room before I reached her door. Sounds like Blackbear. I smiled to myself as I knocked on her door.

"Jen Jen!" she said as she opened the door.

"Pre-gaming?" I asked.

"Hell yeah!" she said leading me to her kitchen. "Jenifer this is Kimberly, Kim this is Jen," Amber said introducing me to her employee. I shook her hand and smiled at her.

"Alright! Everyone has to take a shot. Jen Jen, you have to catch up," Amber said purring whiskey into three shot glasses.

"Amber, you know I hate whiskey," I said making a face. "Plus I've been drinking beer since four".

"Oh don't be a baby," she said handing me my shot.

I shook my head. "Beer before liquor, never been sicker!"

"Whiskey after beer, in the clear," she said waving her hand in the air like she was waving away a fly. "Drink!"

I rolled my eyes and quickly took the shot and quickly chased it with soda.

"That's my girl!" Amber said smiling as Kim giggled and took another sip of her soda.

"That was awful," I muttered sipping some more soda.

"Well, you have to do it again!" Amber said. She fed me two more shots before we all took our fourth shot together.

I was definitely ready to end up in New Jersey tonight.

We get ready to head out as Amber called for an Uber. I took a bottle of water and took a few sips.

"Can we try our best to stay in Brooklyn?" I said.