Chapter 3 Lorraine

*** LORAINE ***

ME (Hurrant): Jess, Sam Hurry-Fair to come to take your breakfast if not you will be late at school. They descend the stairs quoted and join me in the kitchen where we are served their breakfast.

They: Hello M'Man.

Me: Hello my babies. You will have to do a little quickly because you are already late. This is the last time you stay late in front of the TV or before your devices.

Jess (eating): But mom tomorrow is Saturday so we have not been running.

Me: but today if, what you had forgotten? And then I am still waiting for your last notes to see where you are. I do not want to be surprised by a disastrous average at the end of quarter so tonight I want all your leaves to duty on my bed and it is not to discuss. Good for this afternoon I made you legs.

Sam: But mom we can eat well at the canteen. Me: even not in dream. Want to be inacted with these bullshit they prepare you without hygiene in addition? Out of question that my children eat outside while I know how to use my fingers. (Dipplement of their packages) Here are your meals, as usual there are fruits and juice for in dessert. Good standing now, it's time to go.

Jess: But Mom We have not finished yet.

I: So we had to wake up early now Rais your popotin and in the car. They run and I quickly raise the plates in the dishware. We mount in the car and the ducts at school. I race in front of the school and I see a young smile looking towards the car, I go back and see Jess smile too.

Me: Ok I want to meet this young.

Jess: Hein? What?

Me: I said I wanted to meet him at home. I would know that I know that my daughter frequent.

Jess: Mom I do not frequently, it's just a friend.

Me: more reason to meet her and if it's a thug I will show her place. She frustrates the eyebrows and descends from the Sam car the following.

Me: What is there no bis today? They ride in the car in the front and kiss me on the mouth before descending. I observe it a while then starts for the job. A long day awaits me. My days are always going in the same way. I am having breakfast, I drop the kids to school, I'm in my shop. In the evening I do the same route but in the opposite. I arrive at my shop, hi girls and file in my office where I put myself to check my last orders. I have a shirt selling shop that I draw myself. My brand is called love 'like laraine. But I added men's accessories (watch, shoe, belt) in a place of the just shop to diversify a little otherwise the whole shop is filled with woman shoe, high heels in general, also Super Classes budillion. My customers are in general Nantious women. Or they come here buy them either or they order online and we book them. I have 4 used and 2 delivery licenses. Well not I'm not very rich but I'm very fine. Why fashion? Well because I quickly stopped the school when I fell my daughter's speaker. I could not continue anymore and as the father had a good job he asked me to come live with him. When the baby had 1 year we married here and he refused that I take back school that I had to take care of his house and his child. I did not find any disadvantage since he gave me everything I wanted. Things took place so long I'm coming from Samuel and a few years later divorced. Not always wanting to depend on him and wait until he pays the child's pension to live I decided to turn to my old passion that was fashion more precisely in the field of shoes. I love the shoes, my isad. I even have a whole collection that occupies a whole wardrobe. I like it because it allows me to express myself and to escape. On Toc at the door. This is a lot of my employees. I tell him to enter.

Sophie: Madam There is a client who wants it to be you who you are doing from her.

Me: Ok I arrive. I hope it's not a woman who does not know what she wants because there are one who come and it's up to them, and I'm not having time to lose. I go out of Sophie and will join the client. It's a girl of the genuine pipelette.

Me (smiling): Hello Missame that can I do for you?

She: it's madam.

Me: Oh sorry! It's just that I did not see alliance so ...

she: it's not an alliance that makes me a lady, I'm it and that's all. Okay I think this girl is not going out of live living, in any case if it continues so. I breathe a big shot and continues the conversation with a smile that I'm sure will not be waiting to disappear.

Me: Ok, you made a choice? Or do you have anything in mind?

She: Hum What are you?

Me: All you want. There are all kinds here.

She: it's wave as answer.

Me: Okay I'm going to ask you to get out of my shop since you do not know what to do with your day. I have shoes to draw and a shop to turn on this good day.

She: No, but it's a way of addressing its customers. The customer is king or you are ignoring it.

Me: So let's get your royalty elsewhere. The only kings here are those who behave like this. You only have a poor girl who was surprised by a strong sum of money surely sure of the husband of a poor lady who wonders every day if his husband is well when it's out when he is around to bake his bangala in a vagina too small for him. Now you get out of my shop where I do it care myself and I can make sure you do not like to love. I fix it without blinking eyes and she turns the heels after taking the time to well lorge them.

Me (behind her): Thank you for this compliment. (Low voice) Mtchrrrr anything. I return to my office under the rabbings of laughing of my employees. They know that when we demand that it is me who do the host, we must go straight to the goal so before coming calling them asking for the client to of course what she will tell me because I do not mind for nothing. The day ends and I return to take children to school until then go back. I prepare them to diner quickly that they engulf before their father's bare will come to take them for the weekend. That's how we work. After our divorce the children did not want to go living with him and his new woman so we decided that they stayed with me the week and the weekends they passed them at home. Children do not like her wife too, but as they love their father they make efforts to get along with her. We are ringing the door, it is him. I will open him while children will look for their bags. I open and turned her back the leaving him.

Me: Good evening Charles

Charles: Good evening Loraine. How is it going?

Me: good. I leave it sitting in the living room and go to the kitchen. He and I have nothing to tell us so I will not pretend to be supercoating and everything and everything. I'm not hypocritical and I will never be. I do the dishes and I feel a presence behind me.

Charles: So you are going to avoid me like that every day Lo? I go back to face him so that he sees my face.

Me: Primo Do not call me logo and SecunDo do not believe you so much so that I can avoid you. I have nothing to tell you so I will not dig my mind to seek a conversation.

Charles: But we are friends.

Me: Hon Hon We are not friends. We are Jess's Sat and Sat and it's all. I do not take part of those who hold quiet to be friend with their ex-husband just to do well. I certainly forgive you for cheating on my best friend and even to get married but it does not mean to be a friend. There is still there to look at me while I'm turning her back to keep up my plates. The children descend immediately and come to tell me by goodbye by making me kisses in turn on the mouth and then they leave.

Me (shouting): You will miss my babies.

Jess (shouting): You too mom.

Then the door slays. Whenever they leave the house I feel a huge empty. They are all my life and without them I am no longer anyone. It is thanks to them if I held the afterbirth after Charles. When I surprised her in our marital bed with my best friend I felt my world crawled but when I learned later they were going to get married was even worse. I did not know I was going to find the smile and even take back to life. But I arrived there and it is more than 3 years old that I live alone with my children and that I supported. I'm seamless a ice cut and set me in front of the TV to watch the Empire series that I downloaded. I took all three seasons and I look at them every night after the children are mounted in their rooms. I love Cookie Lyon, his character and his courage but especially the way she puts people in their place. It reminds me of somebody. I never go out the night and nights. I have passed the age and only the distractions are my children, my work and the TV. I have no friends just knowledge and it goes through that. After the other's I think I'm no longer ready to trust anyone. I love my life like what is even if a little chili pendings would not hurt me but good I do with what i have