A Taste of Spring

Chapter 2

SPRING

The chimes of her ringing cell phone rankled Spring Lafayette's nerves. She turned her attention from the passing scenery of city life and settled back into the backseat of the taxi. Spring glanced at the cell phone in her hand then up at the rearview mirror. Her eyes met the driver's gaze through the reflective image.

The driver, a young woman with purple hair and considerable patience, smiled.

Spring offered a half smile as she worked on calming her pounding heart which overshadowed the continuous ringing of her phone, but not enough for her to ignore it. She groaned as she tapped the answer button.

"Listen Springy, I've thought about it and you don't have to do this."

(Yes, I do.)

to be a big deal, Summer." Spring tried to sound confident. "We talked about this already." She waited for her sister's response but whatever Summer planned to say was replaced by

have to do

to say, but it came out as a comment-cough

How hard can it be?" Spring's thumb hovered over the disconnect button. "I'll call you if I need to." She pressed the button before her sister could say anything that would freak her

her sister forwarded to her and went

Green-Her gray short dress fit the bill perfectly and brought the green out in

face-Her hair, in long thin box braids, was pulled into a messy, stylish French

much makeup when she wasn't working-a little mascara, a little liner, and a touch

took in, then let out slow even breaths. She attempted to calm her racing mind and dispel any

who provide companionship for clients who have no time or desire to search for it. Clients are generally not hard up perverts who

life, but she owed Summer and she meant to pay her back, or start a payment plan of sorts, and taking her place on this date was the

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