Not every girl has a handsome man like him making a special trip to see her.”
“I thought he was comin’ over for work stuff.”
“Well, he is, but he came on a Saturday to be sure you were gonna be here. “Iced tea?”
“That’d be great,” he replied. The dress her mother was talking about was a light sleeveless sun dress she’d got when she was twelve. “You aren’t Gloria Mason’s girl, are you?” he asked. She went up the stairs to the second floor and was surprised to see a tall white man with wavy brown hair wearing a suit coming out of her apartment. All right?”
Gloria left the room and Myrna went to her closet. “Oh,” replied Gloria. “Yeah, we just said hi,” Myrna replied. My birthday’s still a few months away.”
“I see. She’s a fine lady, too. “Myrna, go get it,” Gloria directed her daughter. She wasn’t used to hearing such praise, especially from important handsome white men, like her mother’s boss. She wondered what all her mother had been doing with him.
