He had the lesson now. His choices made choices for him. His choice to omit the truth led to the rumors, and his now confusing relationship with Esther. Truth was now at point, and he needed to make a change. Briggs picked up his phone. “Hello, sweetheart,” he said with determined gusto. “I assume you know you’re talking to your wife?” “Yeah, babe . . . and I’m missing you, lady. I tried to call you last night,” he crooned while placing his feet up on the ottoman. “Sorry, my cell died, and I lost its charger. Did you need anything?” Briggs continued his sweet-talk campaign. “First, disregard, my voice mail. I was venting out of loneliness. Second, I just wanted to hear your voice and tell you how happy I am about having you here for the weekend. I plan to get us a suite at the Renaissance Center.” “Oh, nice. Anything special I should pack?” “Well, you know I like you best in nothing at all . . .” “Now, Pastor Stokes, I do believe y’all gon’ make me blush,”
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