Two weeks had passed since my wife, and I had moved into her sister’s house. The move from Florida to Texas was a big one, but so far it had paid off. Hope had got me a job with one of the contractors that fixed up the houses for her properties. The pay was good, and it felt good to be using my hands to work again.
Desiree was doing great at Gary’s firm, she was already on the list to get promoted. Things were looking like they were falling into place, except for one thing. The relationship between Gary and I had hit a brick wall. I had caught him on the phone with one of his friends, he didn’t know I was behind him, and he called me the N-word, stating that he couldn’t believe his sister in law was dating one of us, and how lazy I was around the house.