strappy heels.
“ Her, ” Emma whispered as she pointed.
“ Ah, yes. I remember that woman, ” Lorraine said through gritted teeth. “ Maybe I will get her in my chair and shave her head for you. ” Emma let out a big belly laugh at Lorraine ’ s remark which caused Tiffani to turn and look at her.
Rolling her eyes, Tiffani headed for Emma ’ s chair. She always loved to taunt Emma, and Emma always took the high road by ignoring her.
“ Well, hello, Emma. I see you are dying your hair again, ” Tiffani taunted as she approached in her clicking high heels.
“ Tiffani … Shouldn ’ t you be at the plastic surgeon ’ s getting something injected? ” Emma responded. She was surprised at herself for speaking up. Tiffani was taken aback.
“ Excuse me? ” Tiffani said offended.
“ What do you want? ” Emma asked looking off in the distance.
“ I just wanted to see how Samuel was doing? ” The idea that Tiffani was asking about her son when Henry was ignoring him infuriated Emma.
“ That is none of your concern, ” Emma said with a scowl.
“ Well, he is Henry ’ s son …”
“ Is he? Well, you might ought to tell Henry that since he never calls or sends money for his son, ” Emma said. She knew she should take Henry back to court, but she just didn ’ t have it in her to fight him anymore. She would have never thought he would become a deadbeat Dad.
“ Henry is a busy man, Emma. He has a lot to do these days. ”
“ Well, then I am sure he appreciates you being around for his every need, ” Emma said rolling her eyes as she turned back around to the mirror. Lorraine just stood back and let the ladies have it out.
“ Yes, he appreciates every thing I do for him … Many of the things you wouldn ’ t do for him …” Tiffani whispered loudly with a smirk.
Without thinking, Emma shot up out of her chair and grabbed Tiffani ’ s hair in her hand.
“ You listen to me, you two bit bimbo. You are a whore, and everyone here knows it. So, why don ’ t you take your trampy dress and your hooker high heels and go hang out on the street corner where you belong? ” Emma said through gritted teeth.
Tiffani stood there for a moment in shock before Emma released her hair and sat back down.
“ Lorraine, what do you think about adding some highlights over here? ” Emma said pointing to the top of her head acting as if nothing happened. Slowly, Tiffani backed out of the salon and walked to her car.
“ Oh, my God! Emma! You are a gangster! ” Lorraine said laughing. “ I have never seen you act like that before. What has happened to you? ”
“ I don ’ t know. I am not exactly proud of that outburst …” Emma said putting her head down.
“ You should be proud. Way to stand up for yourself! ” Lorraine said patting her on the back.
“ If you say so …” Emma said with a smirk. She knew Lorraine was at least partly right. She did need to stand up for herself more often. And her first step was to figure out where to go to get some time to think and put her head on straight. “ Say, Lorraine, do you still have that little cottage down at Naughton Island on the Georgia coast? ”
“ Sure do. And it ’ s vacant right now too. We just did some renovations on it. You are certainly welcome to stay there if you ’ d like. ”
“ Really? That would be fantastic. I just want to get away from here and have a nice, quiet place to think. I know Naughton Island is kind of remote, so that would be a perfect fit. ”
“ It ’ s yours, girl. I can definitely see that you need a break from this place! ” Lorraine laughed that big belly laugh that made her so unique.
Chapter 5
As Emma rode the ferry onto Naughton Island off the Georgia coast, she could feel a sense of peace and tranquility that she had not felt in years. The last few years of her marriage to Henry had not