The young woman delighted in the squeals of the Okpara women as she slid the cart around corners, screeching the tires and wailing for people to get out of the way. Everyone, including Tasso, hung onto the seat rails with white knuckled grips. He imagined riding with her was like trying to ride a jack-o’-lantern, and an angry jack at that. Everyone hung on, except Kendra, who laughed and reveled in the wind blowing through her hair. “Cherry’s Lingerie Shop. Everybody out. You best hurry, since she’s already been open for an hour or so.” Kendra sang. She grabbed Tasso by the front of his coveralls and kissed him on the cheek. She held up her wrist with the wooden bracelet Tasso had bought from Ndubuka. “I love this and I’m glad I got it in town. It would have been too late if I’d waited until now to get it.” Tasso started to ask what she meant, but she waved and raced off toward a freight elevator, speeding back to her designated spot to sit and wait for the captain to need her again.
