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This is a novel about a woman who can do it all. After a hard life she learns life and how to protect the people she loves in it.
The Year is 1998-
The club is packed and the music is thumping. Hilton Head is live tonight…
After all of the working I’ve been doing I decided that I would call the girls and see what everyone was doing tonight. A chain reaction began. Everyone went full circle with everyone else; “Bless the telephone man.”
We decided that we would hang out at Benny’s. It was local, it was close, and we were VIP in this town.
Hilton Head was our playground and we ran the fun spots. “We were the fun girls not quick and easy; dazzling, upscale and amazing.”
Let me introduce you to the Lady’s, “This is Kenya, May, Bert, Ne’, Gena, Niecie, Nene, Kacey, Rena, and the male dog of the bunch Kilo.”
“Frankie Beverly and Maze” is booming across the room.
We all walked past the bouncer doing a little jig. We each began swaying in the rhythm of the beat of the music in unison. We barely missed his arm as we barged through the front door of the club.
We all bounced in as if we were all a part of the “Alex Haley’s Dance Team;” all in unison and everyone grooving in towards the dance floor. We were all in the same rhythm each one with our own little special groove.
“Kenya was our rebel. She was our hippy our Big Brother Hater and our man lover.”
There wasn’t a man within a 200 mile radius that she probably did not have, or was not working on, or just simply forgot that she had already had him. All that you can hear her say was, “it’s all good;” as she slightly tugs on her bottom lip.
She was a math major and a career woman whose life was interrupted by the abuse of a family male member.
Her childhood memories affected her relationships a lot but somehow she did not allow these past memories to interfere with her future career plans for success. In fact it made her more determined to win against the social odds.
Kenya graduated with a Bachelor of Science in Mathematics from Spellman in Atlanta. She later received her doctorate from USC in Columbia, South Carolina.
Kenya bounced and shook making the men stand up to watch her shake and shimmer; causing attitude between them and their partners.
“May bounced in (dipping enough; just enough, to get some of Kenya’s attention)
May was a piece of dark chocolate. Sweet enough to taste but a bit bitter when crossed.
She was the quiet and unheard part of the group. She was the shadow in the dark. The one you knew who would always be there on guard watching your back.”
May had that subtle beauty, the one that lied dormant within. She had the sexiest legs that never failed her continuous compliments.
May had a past and her on personalized set of secrets of pain. With a barricade built so firm and a foundation laid so thick; all secrets will go to the grave with her I’m sure.
“Bert slid out on the floor, rocking her head to the beat and snapping her fingers to the song. As she slowly dips and gently bite on the edge of her lip; showing a piece of her feminine side, her ‘Sexy Kool;’ as she calls it.
All of the eyes moved from Kenya and May for the moment. She put her hands on the small of her back and dipped. She rotated her hips until she had slowly ‘dropped it like it was hot.’”
Bert was one of the tomboys in the group and she was definitely the group’s enforcer. Many men had second thoughts when it came to instigating a fight from her.
Bert was a Legend in her time. Her war stories and memorable moments of battle was more than enough to discourage many from wanting to unleash that nightmare. The three challengers that did entice her moved far away. We have not seen them since.
Those guys failed to realize that Bert was an immediate threat when provoked. Not only did she come for you, she would also grab hold to anyone that would make you surface. She’d threaten your grandmother if she needed to. You would have no other choice but to follow through with the challenge you instigated. Many considered it safer to run into traffic than to have her on their heels.
Bert was the Head Chef for one of the finest and most famous seafood eatery’s on Hilton Head; Hudson’s Oceanfront Dining.
She loved good food and excellent cuisines and this is what encouraged her career choices.
“Ne slid on the floor passively avoiding too much attention.
She just rocked her head to the flow of the music and snapped her fingers to the beat. While she maintained the poetic sipping of her drink through a straw, she never once missed a beat.
You could see her smile from across the room as she slid on the dance floor. She was six feet tall and had as big and as bright of a smile and she had this amazingly remarkable resemblance to ‘Kim Wayans...’