It was late and she only had about thirty more minutes of the plane ride left. She knew that during these thirty minutes all she is going to be doing is regretting about making up this lie.
She had not been regretting it before because she had her hands full. She borrowed the man sitting next to her(Joe's )laptop. She made resort reservations, and even had time to volunteer to help The Red Cross. The only thing she wanted to do and had to do was go shopping for some clothes. She was just wearing a ragged tee and some jeans, thinking that she wasn't actually go through with it, but Kayshawn had to sit there and watch her at the airport.
Takasha leaned back in her chair and took a deep breath. She shouldn't be thinking or reminiscing. She should be relaxing. This is what this was all about her to relax and lose some weight, oh and to help, but more to lose some weight. She was determined for Africa to be the place where her life would change around.
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Loving Me
General FictionThis will take you on a journey about two women struggling to find and love themselves. As Takasha and Sierra Leone both come from the same place, but had totally different outcomes. Takasha is educated and well-groomed, while Sierra is a total oppo...
