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Some gals get all giddy about being seen in public with their man. They are like female dogs, protecting their territory by way of optics. “You see me with him. Okay. Step off.” Maya did not have such inclinations. She was a rising star at her job, studying for her Masters, with little time for anything beyond work. And even less time for the man she saw most.
Go. Play. Outside. Children who play inside all day later build destructive devices with their idle minds. Hopscotch and Tic-Tac-Toe on cement meant fun to adults in need of their privacy. My best friend, Annie-Mae, and I were not allowed to open the cabinet and attach the Atari game to the television to play Pac-Man and Asteroids like other children on Saturday mornings. We were brushed outside of our red brick duplex apartment by the broom of Annie-Mae’s sister, Big Teena, who pretended to be our mom while the adults were still recovering from the night before.
this week’s installment of LeeLee’s Love Letters. In this submission, the writer notices “her” on the fly. He and his boys had been kicking it at the park. Their usual pick-up game had ensued for hours. Thankfully he had showered afterward because he was about to meet the woman who might become his future wife.
Short & Sweet Inspiration #4.
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Day Eight of the process. Selah.
I salute all the authors in the South Atlantic Region (SAR) Inaugural Book Author Showcase. During last week’s virtual panel discussion, a vibrant complexion of the region’s wise, encouraging, women of significant service shared their stories on writing with viewers.