One second at a time, Angel. We have all the time you need.

How about this one?

I feel like I’ve waited my whole life for him, waited to get to this point where I could appreciate and value him most.

You’re doing it again. Speeding ahead, looking for where you think you’re going, instead of seeing what’s along the way. You gotta learn to slow down and enjoy the ride, Angel.

But I’m thinking of changing the name to the Den of Iniquity and getting some exotic dancers. You know, strippers.”Miss Maureen’s eyes widened, pencil-thin brows nearly reaching the salt and pepper curls falling onto her...