kids.
“I was only trying to help,” Shannon spoke up.
“Well, you can help by disappearing before I insist on helping you with that.” Kerry said then graciously walked off in her fitted DKNY Jeans, white Cashmere sweater, and white UGG Boots. The white Coach bag with the gold straps set off her entire laid bad attire.
Shannon rolled her eyes as she stood there dressed in a purple fitted Dolce and Gabbana sweater dress with the matching stiletto suede boots. She had a bad ass purple Dolce and Gabbana purse hanging on her wrist, but nothing topped Kerry’s curves in those jeans. Her ass was to die for as Shannon watched her sashay it all the way to her ride. She was feeling envious because Kerry looked better dressed down than she did dressed up. She walked off certainly feeling like she had to step up her game, because there was no way in hell that she was letting Justin go back to her.
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Mr. Ware pulled out Mrs. Ware’s chair so she could comfortably sit down at the table. Bianca smiled to herself at the show of affection that her father always showed their mother. Then one by one, Janay, ShaKita, and Bianca waited for him to make it to them to do the same thing. If nothing else Mr. Ware always taught his girls how a real man was supposed to treat them.
Once everyone was seated a pretty, short waitress made her way over to the table with a basket of bread sticks. Mrs. Ware smiled from ear to ear. Besides the wine, the bread at Olive Garden was her favorite.
“Hi, my name is Coco,” she spoke. “I’ll be your waitress this evening. “What can I start you off with to drink?”
Mrs. Ware looked over at her and smiled. “You were our waitress the last time,” she said, remembering the cute waitress and her spunky short hair cut that fit her small face perfectly.
“I believe I do remember y’all.” She said glancing over at ShaKita. “Because this is your daughter,” she said.
“Yes,” Mrs. Ware answered. “Actually all of them are my daughters and this handsome man is my husband, their father.”
Coco smiled. “Nice to meet you all,” she spoke then began to take their drink orders.
As they sat at the table eating the very tasty garlic bread, Mrs. Ware looked over at Bianca and smiled. The talk they’d had made her feel so much better. It seemed that she’d somewhat gotten through to her because Bianca promised to do better and to start spending time with her kids more. She was hurt and the tears that she’d cried were real. Mrs. Ware always had a soft spot for her daughter, but when listening to her pour out her heart earlier touched her deeply. Bianca wasn’t one to show emotion unless that coming from an angry place. For some reason it was quite different seeing her in such a vulnerable state and willing to share her feelings.
“I’m glad that we were able to come here on one accord.” Mr. Ware said feeling good to have four of his favorite ladies at one table sharing a very nice meal over decent conversation.
“Me too,” Bianca said. “I know that I’ve not been a poster child and I’m still a work in progress, but please know that I’m going to work on myself. I love you Mommy and Dad.” She said causing them to smile. “And I love my sisters too.” Her willingness to be quite open about her feelings caused Janay and ShaKita to smile.
“Aww, I feel so much love at this table today,” Janay said.
“We love you too dear,” Mr. Ware spoke for everyone. Then immediately drank from his glass of tea no sooner than the waitress could sit it down.
“So, Janay how do you like being home?” He questioned.
“I love it. I gotta admit Dad, being in Marietta is no walk in the park when Finn’s mom still doesn’t care for me.”
“I don’t know what her problem is,” ShaKita cut in with an ugly frown on her face. “Her son is a grown man with his own mind and I’m sure that he’s
“I was only trying to help,” Shannon spoke up.
“Well, you can help by disappearing before I insist on helping you with that.” Kerry said then graciously walked off in her fitted DKNY Jeans, white Cashmere sweater, and white UGG Boots. The white Coach bag with the gold straps set off her entire laid bad attire.
Shannon rolled her eyes as she stood there dressed in a purple fitted Dolce and Gabbana sweater dress with the matching stiletto suede boots. She had a bad ass purple Dolce and Gabbana purse hanging on her wrist, but nothing topped Kerry’s curves in those jeans. Her ass was to die for as Shannon watched her sashay it all the way to her ride. She was feeling envious because Kerry looked better dressed down than she did dressed up. She walked off certainly feeling like she had to step up her game, because there was no way in hell that she was letting Justin go back to her.
**********
Mr. Ware pulled out Mrs. Ware’s chair so she could comfortably sit down at the table. Bianca smiled to herself at the show of affection that her father always showed their mother. Then one by one, Janay, ShaKita, and Bianca waited for him to make it to them to do the same thing. If nothing else Mr. Ware always taught his girls how a real man was supposed to treat them.
Once everyone was seated a pretty, short waitress made her way over to the table with a basket of bread sticks. Mrs. Ware smiled from ear to ear. Besides the wine, the bread at Olive Garden was her favorite.
“Hi, my name is Coco,” she spoke. “I’ll be your waitress this evening. “What can I start you off with to drink?”
Mrs. Ware looked over at her and smiled. “You were our waitress the last time,” she said, remembering the cute waitress and her spunky short hair cut that fit her small face perfectly.
“I believe I do remember y’all.” She said glancing over at ShaKita. “Because this is your daughter,” she said.
“Yes,” Mrs. Ware answered. “Actually all of them are my daughters and this handsome man is my husband, their father.”
Coco smiled. “Nice to meet you all,” she spoke then began to take their drink orders.
As they sat at the table eating the very tasty garlic bread, Mrs. Ware looked over at Bianca and smiled. The talk they’d had made her feel so much better. It seemed that she’d somewhat gotten through to her because Bianca promised to do better and to start spending time with her kids more. She was hurt and the tears that she’d cried were real. Mrs. Ware always had a soft spot for her daughter, but when listening to her pour out her heart earlier touched her deeply. Bianca wasn’t one to show emotion unless that coming from an angry place. For some reason it was quite different seeing her in such a vulnerable state and willing to share her feelings.
“I’m glad that we were able to come here on one accord.” Mr. Ware said feeling good to have four of his favorite ladies at one table sharing a very nice meal over decent conversation.
“Me too,” Bianca said. “I know that I’ve not been a poster child and I’m still a work in progress, but please know that I’m going to work on myself. I love you Mommy and Dad.” She said causing them to smile. “And I love my sisters too.” Her willingness to be quite open about her feelings caused Janay and ShaKita to smile.
“Aww, I feel so much love at this table today,” Janay said.
“We love you too dear,” Mr. Ware spoke for everyone. Then immediately drank from his glass of tea no sooner than the waitress could sit it down.
“So, Janay how do you like being home?” He questioned.
“I love it. I gotta admit Dad, being in Marietta is no walk in the park when Finn’s mom still doesn’t care for me.”
“I don’t know what her problem is,” ShaKita cut in with an ugly frown on her face. “Her son is a grown man with his own mind and I’m sure that he’s
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