schedule a brief staff meeting to talk about it.â
This heifer loves meetings.
âThat sounds like a personal issue that the campus police department has already handled. The ladyâs husband didnât even work here. The only disturbing thing that happened is a woman made a big fool of herself. Couldnât be me.â
âWell, Alexis, you definitely have a lot to say for someone who thinks the incident has nothing whatsoever to do with you.â
âItâs just my opinion.â
âThatâs fine, but my concern is for everyone here to feel safe,â Kiara continued. âIn fact, itâs my duty to create a secure environment. And while it is somewhat true that what people do on their own time is their own businessââ
âAt least we agree on that.â
âAlexis, I beg your pardon. Is there something going on that youâre not telling me? Youâve been snapping at me ever since you came in my office.â
Alexis frowned and her eyes rested on an eight-by-ten silver picture frame that was prominently displayed by Kiaraâs office telephone. She stared at the black-and-white photo of her lover, Rashad, snuggling cheek to cheek with Kiara. Their six-year-old son, Myles, was sitting on his motherâs lap. Kiara was grinning and her eyes sparkled with joy. Rashadâs lips curled into a proud grin. This must have been a new photo.
Alexis felt teary-eyed. The handsome boy greatly favored Rashad.
âThis is some crap,â Alexis said out loud and rose to her feet.
âWhat did you say? Why are you getting up? The meeting isnât done yet.â
Alexis clapped her hands over her mouth.
âI think I have food poisoning. Excuse me.â
Alexis stumbled out of Kiaraâs office and hurried to the restroom. She burst into an empty stall and fell to her knees. She flung up the toilet seat and placed her face over the white porcelain commode. It was cold and sterile. And the thought of her face being so close to where people emptied their bowels made her more nauseated.
âOh, God,â she said just before her stomach unloaded. Her mouth spread open wider and wider as she vomited. Her forehead beaded with sweat and she wished she could remove her jacket.
Once her stomach settled, she went back to her desk, opened a drawer with her key, and removed a clear plastic bag in which she stored toothpaste, a toothbrush, mouth rinse, and dental floss. She called it her âFreakum Bagâ because she also kept two extra pairs of black thongs in it just in case.
Alexis returned to the restroom, thoroughly cleaned out her mouth, and got freshened up.
As much as she hated to do it, she walked back into Kiaraâs office and closed the door.
âSorry about that. I feel better now that Iâve gotten rid of something that wasnât making me feel good.â
âWhereâd you go for lunch?â
âWhereâd I go for lunch?â
âYes, you said you experienced food poisoning. Maybe you should call that restaurant and let them know.â
âUm, that wonât be necessary.â
Kiara gave Alexis a quizzical look. âHave you eaten there before?â
âHave I eaten there before? Look, donât worry about it. Itâs not even that serious.â
âJust say the word and Iâll call wherever you ate lunch today.â
Alexis gulped. âPlease. Donât.â
âI wonât. But if I were you, I would never go back to that place again. Now will you please send out an invite for a thirty-minute meeting? It can start at three.â
âIf you say so; I donât think this is needed. But youâre the boss.â
âIâm sure everyone is going to feel differently about this but, as a married woman, itâs a topic thatâs close to the chest. Itâs never good when couples put their business out on the street. And from what I hear, this situation was completely