Corrita's World

Suzanne and I hadn’t known each other 10 minutes before she poured her life into my ears. She met her fiancé on a Christian dating app and moved from Cali to Texas. She divorced her husband of 10 years after finding out he had a porn addiction and the calling on her life didn’t align with that type of sin. Suzanne discussed her orphanage in Africa and how I remind her of her Black friends. The reasons were respectful, no offense taken. While Suzanne was a generous tipper, her credit card was on file and the pay-by-the-hour time clock was ticking. Additionally, I had exactly 2 hours and 17 minutes left to turn their 2-bedroom, 2-bathroom mess into a masterpiece. Respectfully, I wanted to get to scrubbin’ and get to the next client. 

“Do you believe?” She asked behind an uncertain smirk.
“I do.” I replied.
“I don’t normally do this, but I feel walks with God can be scary.”

I kept eye contact as she continued. 

“How to you tell your fiancé you’re pregnant but unsure who’s the father?”

Eyes BULGED! I froze!  

#200Snowflakes