Have you ever found yourself in a place that it felt as if you were being punished for actions you knew you shouldn't have engaged in? Have you ever wished you could turn back the hands of time and undo what you had done? Or perhaps, your regrets did not go that far, but you struggled with trying to understand what lesson you were supposed to gain in the midst of the challenge?
That's what my character Ambiance Caldwell is facing. Ambiance's life has reached a turning point, and she has decisions to make. Along with those decisions come confusion and regret. It's a #writerwednesday as we take a glimpse of A Woman's Design: Afflictions. Read on...
I pulled the chair out and wondered why she was grinning like the Cheshire cat.
“Well, first I want to thank you for connecting me with your friend, Sonya Pierce. The numbers are unbelievable,” she said, pushing some reports across her desk to me. “Her designs have been such a hit here. There have been requests for different articles of clothing for her to design, too. So, we have come up with another concept. She and I have had several meetings, and I have decided for a time that part of the shop will be dedicated solely to her designs.”
“That’s fabulous, Angelique!” I shouted, clapping my hands.
“Yes, it is! And because you were the reason behind the success, I want you to manage it. I would like for you to pair up with her and create a sample of designs to be showcased in our fall catalogue. Is that something you would be interested in?” Angelique held a mischievous grin on her face. She knew that I would love to work on that project with Sonya.
“I would be honored, Angelique. I would truly be honored,” I shared.
“Okay, so here’s what I have in mind…” She began to state numerous little ideas that I recorded on my notepad. I became enraptured by her enthusiasm, prattling off more details to take the concept to a higher level.
There was a knock at the door, and Angelique mumbled for them to come in. It was Ms. Peggy, and she wore a grim look on her face.
“Yes, Ms. Peggy?” Angelique asked.
“There was a call for Ambiance,” she noted.
“I thought I asked you to hold all of our calls?” Angelique probed.
“I was, but then…there’s been an accident,” she stated, with a serious look of worry on her face as she wrung her hands.
I grabbed the arms of my chair, sitting forward in it. “What is it, Peggy? Is it my husband?” I immediately sensed in my spirit that something was wrong and it had to be him.
Peggy nodded her head yes and was having a hard time getting her voice together.
“Damn it, Peggy, what is it?” Angelique demanded.
“He was in a bad car accident. They air-lifted him to Atlanta Allied Health Center, and he’s there now. His brother called and said he was going into surgery and they needed you to get there as soon as possible.”
I jumped up out of my chair, heading for my office to grab my keys and purse.
“Wait, Ambiance!” Angelique called after me. “I’m driving you over,” she said.
Everything from that moment on was a blur. It seemed as if it were taking forever to get to where I needed to be. All thoughts of everything else had left me, and I could only focus on Eric. I knew this was God’s way of punishing me for the wrong I had done. No, I had not slept with Nick, and I had not even kissed him, not a real kiss. But I was spending time with a man who wasn’t my husband, and I was having feelings for him that were not right.
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