Meanwhile at the center Helena was trying to get all the paperwork that was needed for the permit that would allow her to open the second floor. Things had been going well for her these past few months and she didn’t want to stop now. She had so many plans for this place and it felt good to help those who really needed it. Some of the women who came to the center on a daily basis were her biggest allies. They helped with the renovation as well as the foot work that was truly needed to spread the word about the center. She also listen to their opinions which gave them a sense of worth. That they did matter and they had a purpose in this life. All in all things were going very well.

Taking one last look in her office Helena grabbed the envelope that contained the forms for the center. As she may her way out to the main floor she could her laughter from couple of the workers and a volunteer who were still there.

“Hey Sheila now you’re sure you don’t want to change your mind about closing up tonight”? she ask the tall bronze skin woman.

“No Helena we’ll be just fine. You know since this place has open you’ve been here. Now it’s time for you to relax a little bit. Enjoy the fruits of your hard labor. We can handle this. Go out and have some fun.”

“What she’s trying to say Helena is that you need to go out and get you some” said Reggy who was a volunteer with her staff. Which made the other women including Helena burst out laughing. “What, you know I’m speaking the truth. Girl I bet your ass is starving. I just hope you don’t hurt the poor thang when you get it. Hey I’m just being honest.” said Reggy throwing her hands up in the air.

The laughter was gone from Helena’s voice and in a serious tone she spoke

“you know it would be easy to just go out and get some. But I just don’t want anyone in my bed. Been there done that and have no intention of returning. I want to feel complete. I want the real deal now. I’ve tried the imitation and generic models and frankly I’m tired. I want the name brand. I want the one.