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Rachel asked, her hand to the side of her face.
    “I really think you should eat something. It might do your headache some good.”
    “That session wore me out, and I could stand to forgo a meal or two.”
    Marvin looked at her petite frame and thought she could pass for a fashion model. She was a breath of fresh air.
    “No excuses. In fact, you could stand to put on a pound or two.”
    Rachel gasped and held her stomach to keep from laughing. “Marvin, you are funny. You really are funny.”
    “Why don’t I get you a small plate—just eat a little something. See, you haven’t heard my story yet. I’ve got some crazy stuff in my files, too.”
    Rachel grinned. She liked this guy. “Would you mind getting me a Coke, too?”

Ashley Jordan-Lewis
    A shley closed her eyes and exhaled. She opened them and looked at the group waiting for her to empty her files. Ashley wasn’t sure that telling her business was what she really wanted to do, especially with this group of hungry piranhas sitting anxious for the kill. She wasn’t sure what she’d expected when Sylvia invited her to become a part of this group, but here she was in the wilderness—all alone, it seemed—and she had to make the best of it.
    “I truly loved William,” she began. “We met while we were students at Georgetown. I was running for student government president, and he was the only person that hung on to my every word. After that, I would see him every morning when I jogged along the Washington Mall.
    “I remember the first time he spoke to me. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. My body was soaking wet after running for an hour, and William turned a corner and bumped into me.
    “‘Oops, I’m so sorry,’ he said, placing his hand on my arm to steady me.
    “‘I’m all right, but if I didn’t know better, I would have thought you staged that,’ I replied.
    “‘No, I would have done better than that to get your attention.’
    “I think you already had my attention.”
    “William’s raised eyebrows and quizzical eyes met my gaze. ‘I had your attention. Hmmmm.’ He wrinkled his nose and searched deep within for the moment I seemed to suggest.
    “I ran for student government president.’ I stopped to see if he was paying attention. “My platform,” I began again, “concerned equal representation for all students regardless of their color, ethnicity, religion, or…”
    “Yeah, I remember you,” he said.
    “I remember hesitating and then asked him how he got into Georgetown. William’s eyes turned cold; the smile was completely gone from his face.
    “You mean like affirmative action?” he asked me.
    “Like affirmative action,” I replied.
    “So, you’re telling us,” Claudette cut in, bringing everyone back to the present, “that William is black?”
    “Yes, he is,” Ashley said without hesitation.
    Quick glances went around the room; Marvin stared straight ahead.
    Ashley continued, “I remember the day vividly. My thought at the time was what do I really know about affirmative action.”
    A loud grunt came from someone in the group.
    Ashley swallowed hard and was silent longer than she had planned. She was up in front of the group now and might as well purge the demons that stalked her inner sanctum day and night.
    “I had a mind to let this tall, dark, and handsome man continue on his way”—another grunt from the group—“but my intuitive nature pushed me where I wasn’t prepared to go. I asked William again if he was the result of affirmative action.”
    “Somebody’s about to get slapped down,” Claudette muttered.
    Ashley pretended she didn’t hear her. “William did not move. I was sure he was breathing, but those eyes of his pierced my soul as if I had detonated the atomic bomb. He looked at me hard when he replied.
    “He said, ‘My name is William James Lewis. I have two hardworking parents who are educators, three sisters who are educators and a brother who’s a captain in the U.S. Air