Camille said, walking into the hospital room and emptying a small pharmacy bag filled with manicure supplies near the foot of Toni’s bed. Toni looked up from the morning’s edition of the AJC at her friend, who began setting out supplies on what was supposed to be Toni’s lunch table, but which had now turned into a cosmetics counter. “You know I’m not into the nail polish thing but, girl, your nails look a hot mess. What were you doing in Mississippi? Crawling through the mud?” “Well, good morning to you too,” Toni said with a laugh. Camille slipped around the side of the bed and gave Toni a quick hug. “You know it’s all good. So which one is it gonna be?” Toni opened her mouth to answer but the words never made it out. “Can you believe they wanted to search me out front?” Afrika asked, stomping into the room. Camille and Toni exchanged a look and bit back smiles. “Asking me if I got any weapons in my purse, just ’cause the metal detector went off.” “Afrika, did you forget to leave your box cutter in the car again?”
What do You think about One Way Or Another (2012)?
