Starting Over

Emily Castle-Jones locked the door to her old home one last time. Damn him for cheating, she thought acidly. She'd had all she wanted -- a nice home in the suburbs, a son, Ian, Jr., to dote over, the spa, the shopping -- everything she'd ever aspired to. And he had to fuck a stripper at Gold Digger's and throw it all aside.

She was going to move into the guest home at her parent's house for now, with her son. Her stepfather, Abe, had set her up with a job at their local church. It gave her some misgivings, working for a deacon at a Black church, but beggers could not be choosers. This was a bridge, she told herself, to getting back to where she needed to be.