winner received a tiara among her many prizes. Her mother wanted her first girl to always be reminded she was as beautiful as that crown looked on the pageant winner’s head. Tamika was named after their mother’s then-best friend. Janeece and Donnell were each named after guest characters on her favorite sitcom. Lamont was named after the fine man from the auto dealership where she bought her used Chevette. When she was in the doctor’s waiting room with her last child, a documentary on Jamaica and the Cayman Islands was on the TV; so she got the name for her last baby boy.
Tiara loved her siblings but hated the ghetto life and hated her father for causing her to experience it. And she figured if her own father was no good, no other man could be any better.
“That’s life,” Rhonda explained. “There are some jerks out there, true. But all men are not like that. Tiara, you are a smart girl, and you have a life outside of men. You will probably never find yourself in the kind of situation where a man tries to use you up, because you’re different. You have a mind of your own, and you will be your own person in a relationship, and I promise you won’t end up like them.”
“Of course I won’t, because I won’t allow myself to get wrapped up in anybody. I don’t need a man in my life. I got myself and that’s all I need. Praise the Lord!”
“You’re a trip.” Rhonda laughed. “You always manage to crack me up. But Tiara, trust me when I say this. The right man will come your way, it’s inevitable. Just don’t be so caught up in putting every man off that you miss the right one when he comes along.”
“Okay, sis. I hear you, but I ain’t gonna be out there looking for him. He’ll probably have to run smack-dead into me before I even notice him, so he’d better have a good aim or else he’ll miss me.”
“He will have a good aim, and he’ll knock you head over heels in love.”
“This we shall see,” Tiara replied.
“Oh, we will, and I’m going to have my popcorn and soda ready to enjoy the entertainment of watching you fall in love. Well, Tiara, I’m gonna let you go, and I’ll try to sleep away what is left of this night. I’ll be praying for you, and I love you.”
“Thanks again for everything, sis. And I love you too. Bye.”
Tiara reread her letter of intent. Satisfied with the results, she decided that she should try to sleep too.
FIVE
Chancey didn’t want to go back to campus, but it was Monday morning and her first class was at ten. She loved staying at Donald’s apartment. It was so cozy and comfortable—a refreshing change from the bare brick walls in her dorm room. Although the school wouldn’t admit it, all of the senior football players had exquisitely furnished apartments compliments of the college’s alumni football fanatics. Both Don and his roommate were senior starters on the team and were given king-sized water beds and all the trimmings for their bedrooms. They also had a black leather couch and love seat, a twenty-seven-inch television, VCR, a five-disc CD changer in their living room, and an elegant glass dining room table with four black arch-backed chairs. They even had a few paintings to jazz up their walls.
Chancey Wright and Don were in love already, even though they had only been seeing each other for six months. They had met on Chancey’s first day on campus. Although Don often swore he had known he was going to make her his wife when they first met, she had a hard time believing him, because when he first laid eyes on her, she was not exactly looking her best. She never forgot how she woke up late that morning and had a three-hour drive to get to the campus. Worried that she would miss her dormitory check-in, she quickly brushed her teeth, washed her face, dressed, finished loading her car, and took off for campus. She didn’t even have time to put in her contacts, so she wore her glasses. Although her mother promised she would be up the
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