บท 24: Chapter 24

“For real? Or that something you hand them?” I asked surprised. I was not the only twenty-something black female who counted Patsy Cline, Dolly Parton and Loretta Lynn as some of my favorite singers.

“For real, after my break-up with Phillip, my new theme song was ‘D-I-V-O-R-I-C-E’ by Ms. Tammy Wynette.”

“Good for you. I’ll drink to that,” Danita said as she lifted up her iced tea glass. After we clicked the plastic cups together, we each took a swig.

“Damn, this tea is kicking,” Danita said.

“I was getting ready to say the same thing. Makes me think back to the tea my momma used to make when I was smaller,” Karen said.