Dance Into Destiny by Sherri L. Lewis Read Free Book Online

calling you Mother instead of the other way around.”
    Shara laughed as she walked to her car. For just a second, she allowed her heart to feel a pang. Would she ever experience love like that? She shook the thought out of her head. She didn’t have time to long for some Mr. Wonderful who didn’t exist. No, Shara was content with her relationship with God, her friendship with Mother Hobbs, her church and her kids.
    Wasn’t she?

Chapter Five
    K eeva flipped through the pages of her exam and smiled. She walked to the professor’s desk and laid it down, feeling like a weight had been lifted. It was her last exam and she’d done well on the others, too. It wasn’t enough to keep her in the program yet, but at least it was a start. Now, if she could just finish her Methods project and do well on the Foundations project with Shara.
    She felt like celebrating. She thought about calling Mark to go out for drinks, but didn’t want to chance spoiling her post-exam high. She thought of calling a couple of her girlfriends, but didn’t feel like hanging out with them either. Maybe she’d just celebrate by herself.
    She walked out the door and found Shara waiting in the hallway.
    â€œYou’re still here. You finished so long ago, I thought you’d be gone by now. Thank God it’s over.” Keeva gave her a genuine smile. “Shara, thanks for everything. I would have never made it without you.”
    â€œNo problem. Glad I could help.”
    Shara had met Keeva every day in the library for the past week. In addition to letting her use her notes, her calm presence somehow helped Keeva concentrate. They took long chat breaks and had started to get to know each other. Keeva couldn’t put her finger on it, but there was something about Shara she liked. She exuded this energy that made Keeva feel peaceful. And Shara kept her laughing by constantly pulling food out of her book bag and eating when the librarians weren’t looking.
    â€œYou want to go out and celebrate? Drinks or dinner or something? My treat—I owe you big.”
    Shara looked at her watch. “I have to go to work for a couple of hours, but I’ll be finished by six-thirty—seven at the latest.”
    â€œPerfect. I could take a little nap. I haven’t slept in a week.”
    â€œPuleeze.” Shara studied Keeva’s face. “You don’t look it. When I don’t sleep for a week, it’s obvious.”
    â€œPuleeze. When do you not sleep for a week? I’ve never met anyone so ridiculously organized and prepared.”
    They both laughed.
    â€œWhat are you in the mood for? Drinks or dinner?” Keeva asked.
    â€œI don’t drink, but you know I love to eat, so dinner sounds good. It would also give us time to start talking about the project.”
    Keeva’s eyes widened. “What are you, a machine? I’m not trying to talk about any project or anything that has to do with school tonight. I need to clear my head and relax.”
    â€œOkay, I promise, no school.” Shara said. “I don’t eat out a lot, so if you have any suggestions on where to go . . .”
    â€œWe could do Thai, or Japanese—I could do some sushi right now—or there’s a cute little French Bistro . . .” Keeva stopped when she saw the expression on Shara’s face. “What?”
    Shara wrinkled her nose. “You eat raw fish? Blecchhh! I’ve never had Thai, don’t eat sushi and the only thing French I want is fries. What about some good ol’ American food?”
    Now Keeva wrinkled her nose. “Eeeuuw! No way. There is this restaurant in Midtown I’ve been meaning to try.”
    They made arrangements to meet at 7:00.
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    Shara pulled into the church parking lot and headed around back to the track. As she turned the corner, she was dismayed to see the kids gathered in a circle jeering and screaming. She knew them well enough to