Chapter 68

It was easy for anyone to notice that, the woman at the clearing desk for the supermarket was overworked and tired, her normal cheery smile and tone had vanished. For anyone around, the coffee brown skin, the cornrows, the braids, the scent of honey and herbs were a constant of Constance, no pun intended.

Constance looked outside with forlorn eyes as she watched cars drive by, all headed to the new club. "God! I hate Marc! I hate him." She groaned as she rearranged the pile of sweets the seventh time. Her slim hands belied her weight and she disliked her obesity too, especially after she had her third child. She tried one of those TV exercise routines and she almost fainted, so she decided to go vegan. But she was failing terribly, because how would she make meals when this freaking store closes by midnight. She was lucky there was a shift. She looked around for customers, before popping one of the chocolate -covered coconut candy in her mouth.

"Delicious!" She sighed as she smacked h