Across town, Logan sat on his
front porch with a pouch of chewing tobacco in his right hand. He’d taken up
the habit ever since he stopped smoking cigarettes. He only did it sparingly so
as not to become addicted. Yet whenever he felt particularly stressed, he
indulged in it even more. Tonight he was stressed in a major way.
Logan was stressed and
distressed about the fact that Ruby’s father actually seemed pleased when he
told him that she was getting married. It irked him that Papa Hudson had given
up on their collective dream of her marrying him – a hometown guy.
Ruby’s father didn’t seem to
care that her new man was an outsider or about the fact that no one but her really
knew this Gavin Sweetwater fella. All Papa Hudson was concerned about was the
fact that his youngest daughter was finally going to regain her rightful
respectability within their community.
“What doctor’s wife ain’t
respected in any community all over the world?” the older man had said.
A policeman’s wife is equally
respected, Logan mused hotly, forcibly padding his jaws with tobacco.
He wanted to be the one to restore Ruby’s respectability. After all, he’d been
the one to take it away from her.
Maybe I can still be the one,
Logan thought as he went inside to review Ruby’s video again. What doctor in
his right mind would want to marry a woman with her kind of past? Maybe
I can help him learn a few things about that past.
(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier
(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier
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