The Countdown to Thirty by Nefertiti Faraj Read Free Book Online

and field. When Malcolm calls me fine I know he means it.
    Nina removed her tube top dress revealing massive and
unbelievably perky triple D’s she had stuffed into her black once piece along
with her extra stomach and a side of hips.
    “Eew girl look at that old man in the chair looking over
here with lust in his eyes.” Sonya said disgusted.
    I looked to see the old man peering at Sonya with no type of
discretion at all, “Yes, well apparently he has a wandering eye. He did the
same thing to me not too long ago.”
    “That’s gross, but on the other hand Sonya he can be your
sugar daddy and make all your dreams come true.” Nina said laughing
while she stepped into the Jacuzzi with her wine glass pressed to her lips.
    “The only thing he can do for me is pass away and leave me
as the beneficiary on his insurance policy.” Sonya replied while she hurried to
get in trying not to draw any more attention to herself.
    After assembling there selves comfortably Nina squandered no
time in explaining to Kaia and I how worn-out she was from her boyfriend’s
constant need for attention.
    “I swear, when I’m at work he’s texting me, at the grocery
store he’s calling me, in the bathroom he’s beating on the door along with the
kids talking about I’m taking too long and when am I coming out.” She vented to
me while she refilled her and Sonya’s glass, not forgetting to spill a few
swigs in our Jacuzzi sea of bubbles.
    “So were celebrating tonight,” Sonya added in between head
nods that supported Nina’s suffering.
    “Celebrating what?”
    “Our independence from the bullshit. Nina’s boyfriend took
the kids out of town to visit family for a week and I’ve recently been set free
from the worst job ever, cheers!” She and Nina said in unison before clinking
glasses and gulping down more wine.
    I knew I had to be at work in the morning but once I heard
the clink of their glasses the Moscato began calling my name.
    “Sonya I think I’ll take you up on your offer for some of
that Mo-scat-o please.”
    Before I could complete my sentence she was out of the
Jacuzzi then returning with a glass ready to pour.
    “So what kind of work are you looking for now?” I asked.
    “I’m not sure exactly but I’m open as long as it pays well
and challenges my mind.
    “I told you I can set you up for an interview at the bank,”
Nina said trying to help out her friend.
    “Yes but I don’t want to be a college drop-out in teller
training Nina. Besides I need more money than that. Plus you know how I feel
about my Saturday’s. I can’t give up my Saturday’s.” She said while handing me
my glass.
    “All right it’s just an option. But what do you do with your
Saturday’s now anyway? I mean, it’s not like you’ll be going on dates or
anything.”
    Sonya rolled her eyes, “I do whatever I want. Sometimes a
jewelry class or occasionally a seminar on small business ownership. The point
is it’s my time to do whatever. I don’t want to give it up.”
    Interested I asked, “Are you starting a business? What did
you go to school for?”
    “I have an AA in Business Admin and Accounting. I want to
start my own business someday soon. I just don’t know what business yet. And I
also don’t have the money yet….go figure.” she said shaking her head.
    “Then you should do that, you can do it.”
    “Girl,” Nina interjected, “She’s been saying this mess since
high school but she still doesn’t know.”
    “Just come into the bank Sonya, come into the bank. Not the
light but the bank,” She said in a haunted voice with her hands in the air.
    We all laughed.
    “I was listening to this talk radio program while I was
driving a few weeks ago called ‘The Countdown to Thirty.’ Sonya said as I took
a gulp of Moscato, it was good.
    “To thirty what?” Nina asked with a confused look on her
face.
    “Till thirty years old. To sum it up, there was a
psychologist on the show saying that based off statistics