“Hi Megan,” said Betina snatching up her car keys and purse. “How are things?”
“Oh Tina,” said Megan, “I miss you so much.”
“I miss you too, honey,” said the plump black woman, who gave Megan a quick hug. “Can’t talk now though, I have to get back to work.”
Megan sighed as her friend ran over to the door. “Tina, I have a problem. I was hoping you could give me some advice.”
“Gotta run, honey,” said Betina. “Ask me later or get Jamal to help you,” and she ran out the door.
