Katrina: I need someone to ride.
Category: Literary Series
A Different Breed
Part 5: Instagram Stalking Isn’t on the Syllabus The last weeks of May went by in a blur. Katrina did what she did best; teach. She welcomed the lecture days taking pride in teaching African American Literature to her pupils, opening their minds to a word of literary works that were usually foreign to them…
A Different Breed
Part 4: What Would Stella Payne Do? In the past, Katrina dated for one sole purpose. Marriage. Although her mother was only present for a few years of her life, those years made a big impression on the choices she made for her life. To be a wife and mother, in that order, had been…
A Different Breed
Part 3: One Constant One constant. Since the age of twelve, Katrina was the opposite of stable. It wasn’t because she had a bad upbringing. From the outside looking in, most people would assume she had the perfect childhood and an enviable teenhood. Every Christmas the tree was cluttered with mounds of gifts just for her….
A Different Breed
Part 2: Broken Promises Katrina’s thoughts took on a mind of their own once her eyes slid over the embossed author’s name on the book she held. She’d been at Imani’s bookstore Word Lust, which was a good walking distance from campus, for the last handful of minutes. Lingering in the two-story store that was a popular…
A Different Breed
Part 1 “What are these?” Katrina’s hand froze over the shining iPad as her head jerked up. She wasn’t expecting a human soul inside the walls of her lecture hall for another thirty minutes, let alone the man bounding down the stairs toward her with such urgency. She fought the immediate need to roll her…
Left Unsaid
They were lost. He insisted they weren’t. It was the arrogant-stained confidence of his baritone that struck one of her many wound-up nerves provoking an eye roll. An eye roll he missed like all of her other mannerisms that displayed her displeasure of the state of their relationship. A relationship that had spanned for six…
Tactical Avoidance
“Do you have a problem with me?” She was shocked by the words that slipped from her mouth on the dreary morning day but she wasn’t surprised. She couldn’t take the subtle glances every time she passed by this particular person in the hallway. It had been happening for the last twenty-nine days she’d been…
Stranded with Mr. Snow
Part 6 “For the road.” Hudson handed her the festive tin. Savoy abruptly stopped the motion of the container with her palm and shook her head. “Nah, one is enough.” “One?” His eyebrows knitted but it wasn’t from the bright sun beaming over them doing nothing to combat the wintry temperature that made his leather…
Stranded with Mr. Snow
Part 5 They started with Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer snuggled under a thick corded blanket sitting on opposite sides of the couch with Clover resting in her bed near the tree and the fireplace ablaze sipping on a fresh batch of hot cocoa. The bowl of buttery popcorn that claimed the spot between Savoy and…