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7: WALLAH

MEREDITH'S POV

Six months had passed since I'd been working for Mr. Fuller, and he was true to his word, I only had to pour the liquor and light the occasional cigar. I thought for sure I would be groped and belittled by now. God knows how many times I had my ass smacked while I was serving as a waitress.

I stepped out of the car and was ushered inside the hotel's lobby by Brenda. I was nervous. This was the first time I'd been away from home since my mother was sick. The money I had been making as Mr. Fuller's bartender was enough to pay the hospital bills and buy my mother's medication. The tips I made were suitable to pay my rent and buy my food. Now I just needed a raise so I could save for the down payment on my mother's heart transplant.

A ping came in on Brenda's phone. “Wait! It's a voice note from Lenox,” she informed me. She clicked the play button.

'Hey, Darling. Did you ask Meredith to work the floor tonight? If so, please let me know. I miss you my little sugar pus
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Shadowgirl_inc
Nice story so far.
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Shadowgirl_inc
You’re wrong for this. Liao
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Pablo Escobar
Nothing like two girls getting ready to go get eggplants in the nights. lol
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