Stand Your Ground: A Novel by Victoria Christopher Murray

Author:Victoria Christopher Murray
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Touchstone
Published: 2015-06-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

I glanced at the closed bedroom door where Wyatt had been hunkered down since the meeting with Ferguson yesterday, watching every news report about Marquis Johnson and Wyatt Spencer. I couldn’t believe the nonstop coverage; it was too much to me. But even when the news shifted to another story, Wyatt stayed in front of the television, since he recorded every segment with the TV/DVR that he’d had Newt bring to the hotel.

“What does the NAACP have to do with this?” I heard Wyatt shout.

Leaning against the wall that was right across from the bedroom, I slid down until my butt hit the floor, then crossed my legs in the lotus position. I needed to meditate, so that I would be ready for whatever happened next.

I closed my eyes and saw the events from May 12 again, as if they were on a never-ending repeat reel.

This was not working. I opened my eyes, stretched out my legs, and stared at the bedroom door.

I wanted to remember something different. So I took myself to a different day, a better day, another time, when Wyatt had changed my life.

Even though I would always remember Wyatt the Walrus somewhere in the recesses of my mind, he was all but forgotten until I walked into Twin Peaks for my shift the next day. He was almost blocking the door when I stepped into the restaurant.

“Hi,” I said, at first glad to see him. But then my mind went straight to that tip—had he realized how much he’d given me and was here to take it back?

But he knocked that fear right out of my mind with, “I came back to see you. I wanna have lunch, but told them I’d wait for you.”

“Okay.” I’d never had anyone do that before, but it worked for me. “Where are your buddies?”

“Those guys aren’t my friends; they’re business associates. So today, I came alone.” Then, his voice got shy-soft. “I wanted to see you.”

“It’s good to see you, too. I’ll be right back,” I said.

His smile twisted into a grin.

“I just have to change into my uniform.”

His grin twisted into a frown.

“They don’t let us wear them to work.”

“That’s a good thing; you can’t walk around the streets looking like that.”

I nodded. “Don’t go anywhere.”

That brought his grin right back, but I was only saying it because if he tipped me today like he tipped me yesterday, then I’d be one hundred dollars closer to my goal.

I dashed to the back, determined to dress in record time so none of the other girls could get near Wyatt.

Seven minutes after he greeted me, I was back on the floor; he was seated at a table and had put in an order for a Cobb salad and a scotch on the rocks.

“So what’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?” he asked when I set his drink in front of him.

It didn’t surprise me that he couldn’t come up with a better line. Even

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.