Chapter 21 In The Life 4

• The rain still coming down steady along about three o'clock, when Max call me up say do I want to come over to her and Yvonne's for dinner. Say they fried more chicken that they can eat, and any way Yvonne's all involved in some new project she want to talk to me about. And I'm glad for the chance to get out the house. Max and Yvonne got the place all picked up for company. I can smell that fried chicken soon as I get in the door.
• Yvonne don't never miss a opportunity to dress up a bit. She got the front of her hair braided up, with beads hanging all in her eyes, and a kinda loose robe-like thing, in colors look like the fruit salad at a Independence Day picnic. Max her same old self in her slacks and loafers. She ain't changed in all the years I known her - cept we both got more wrinkles and gray hairs. Yvonne a whole lot younger than us two, but she hanging in there. Her and Max been together going on three years now
• Right away, Yvonne start to explain about this project she doing with her women’s club. When I first heard about this club she in, | was kinda interested. But I come to find out it ain’t no social club, like the Cinnamon & Spice Club used to be. It’s more like a organization. Yvonne call it a collective. They never has no outings or parties or picnics or nothing—just meetings. And projects.