He ordered their drinks and within minutes the waitress brought the lemonade out in two large retro soda fountain glasses. Michelle peeled the paper sleeve off a straw, then stirred it around in the drink, swirling up bits of blueberries in the process. She sipped and nodded her approval.
“Can I get y’all some watermelon salsa and chips?” the young waitress asked with a sweet polite smile.
“I wouldn’t mind that. Does that sound good to you?” Damien asked Michelle.
“Sure,” she said, feeling comfortable and relaxed. Good food with a friend always did that for her—no matter how crappy her day. Even though she had decided going out with Damien was a bad idea, she sensed a friendship developing between them. They had a lot in common and enjoyed talking to each other. And she needed a friend.
Prior to her divorce, she had a network of friends rooted in her marriage. When that ended, those relationships withered away. One by one everyone stopped calling, except for Lashaun. She stood by Michelle, helped her pull herself together and cope with life after divorce.
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