CHAPTER NINE - A Cocktail of Double Life
Stuck on you Been a fool too long I guess it’s time for me to come on home Guess I am on my way So hard to see That a woman like you could wait around for a man like me Guess I am on my way Mighty glad you stayed Lionel Richie Three PM on a business slow Saturday at R&R. Kamaria, busy cleaning, drying and hanging glasses, kept stealing more curious than concerned glances at Jamba. He had arrived an hour earlier, looking so rugged, she had been tempted to ask if he had taken a shower. He was fidgety; he kept rubbing his forehead and bald head. A couple of times she was sure she heard him click. In the hour, he had walked outside three times to smoke. “That’s it…” Kamaria declared, standing right across him with arms crossed. “What’s eating you?” He looked surprised. “Have I been that obvious?” “Are you asking? You mumbled your greetin...