As the night moved along quickly Andre and I became better acquainted with each other. I found out Andre is from Chicago and has resided in Atlanta for two years, never married, no children, has never attracted STD’s nor tested positive for HIV. Has been single for the past two years and he works as a surgical nurse at the East Shore Hospital. I thought it was peculiar that we were in the same field, and Dr. Shelton one of our main doctors, has an office at that particular hospital. Before we could go into details Latoya interrupts informing she’s headed out and not to worry, Vincent the guy whom she had been dancing the night away with, was going to see her home. I give her an inquisitive look, but she assures me everything was okay and then left. Okay? That’s a story waiting to be told come Friday morning, I suppose I should check on Shelia but as I Looked around Shelia is nowhere in sight. “Where’s Shelia” I said. We both wondered about using our keen eyesight and as folks scattered leaving we didn’t find her. Andre decided to call Tony’s cell phone “Aye man where are you? I'm ready to go, aye don't, hello! Tony!” Well that was a short conversation. “Did he mention their whereabouts?” I asked. “She took him to her house.” “What! That was my ride home!” I screamed. “Boy I tell you about desperate women.” Andre laughed at my statement then offered to take me home.
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