Page 36 of A Lie in Church


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I chuckled, choking on my food.

“Was that a joke?” she inquired.

“No, I’m really in a wheelchair, but it’s nothing serious.”

“How come?”

I gave her every detail of what had happened, even the suitcase incident.

“Go, girl!” she said in a singsong voice. I imagined her throwing one hand in the air. “So, you’re, like, crippled?”

“Temporarily, yes.”

“Make him pay, Chlo. Give him hell!” She hyped me up. “Did he really touch your underwear?”

“Uh-huh,” I replied, and she laughed.

“Did he see the padded bra too?” she asked with a dramatic gasp.

“I stopped using that last year.”

“Oh, what about the Hello Kitty cotton underwear?”

“Can we please not talk about this?”

“Fine. Have you tried taking the pregnancy test again?”

“I threw it away. I need to get a new one, but my parents cut me off.”

“I will buy three online and send them to you. Text me the address.”

“You don’t have to, Vee. I could just go to a clinic.”

“We need to be sure you’re not pregnant and how the hell the test came out positive.”

“Okay, I will text you the address later. Thank you.”

“Are you coming back to school?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Can you handle the stares and murmurs?”

“Yes, it’s college. I don’t think anyone will give a shit,” I said dryly.

“Right, but I’m still worried since the news was all over the internet.”

“I can handle it, Vee. So, tell me, what did I miss?” I asked eagerly.

“Can I call you back after my shift is over? Kelsey is already glaring at me,” she sighed.

“Sure.”

“Okay, bye.”

“Bye,” I said and hung up.

I groaned as I remembered my projects that were due on Wednesday. I spent the rest of the day on my projects. Thank God Ciara had packed them. How considerate of her.

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