Green Chapter Four
Nubia was on Kenya's hair for three hours.
Monday arrived so fast Kenya didn't
know where the weekend went. That
Monday morning Kenya got up showered,
put
on her new outfit, and a little bit of
makeup. Carefully applying it so she
didn't over do it.
Looking into the mirror to see how she
looked. Damn Nubia did a good job on my
dreads
thought Kenya. She practiced what she
would say to Malik on the way to the bank
that's if Malik
came to the bank today. Kenya made her
way through the bank front doors. Right
away her
co - workers mouths fell open. They
couldn't believe their eyes. Is this the
same Kenya They all
thought to themselves. Her co - workers
complimented her on her new look. Kenya
counted
the hours before Malik finally showed up.
She walked up to him and asked "How
may I help you?"
"I would like to make deposit". "How
much would you to deposit?" "Five
thousands dollars". Malik
handed Kenya the money with a cocky
look in his eyes. "Excuse me Malik I
normally don't do
this but..........would you like to go out
sometime?" Taken back by Kenya's
question Malik had to
recompose himself. "Yes I would". I never
had a woman ask me out before this is
different. "Meet me in
the bank's parking lot Saturday at
6:00pm." Kenya told Malik in a low voice.
Malik left the bank with an
extra stride in his step and a boost in his
ego.
As he drove away from the bank his
cellphone ringed.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The
Green Poet aka Red Seven aka The Brown
Philosopher
Copyright © Keith Baucum | Year Posted 2014
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