“I love watching you with these girls. I know you often say you didn’t get to do what you wanted with your career, but Ginger, this right here...this is your calling. The love and care you show these girls.” She paused and shook her head. “They’ve never had anything like this before. Did you hear Tyesha? She didn’t even want to say that she looked cute.”

“I know.” I sighed. “I am glad that I’m here for this. Gosh, so many of them have been through so much and now, if we can work to set them up better in their lives, it will be all worth it. This means so much to me. I love what we do with this program. It’s the most important thing I’m doing right now.”

Dru and I turned toward the entrance of the living room when squeals rang out from the family room. I couldn’t see the girls, but I could imagine Tyesha modeling her new outfit, strutting back and forth in front of the sixty-five inch television screen, like she really was a Chanel model.

“That right there,” Dru said, pointing toward the sound, “shows that what you’re doing is going to have more of an impact than you’ll ever know.”

“I hope so,” I said. “I have to admit, though, I’m a little nervous about the job fair. I want them to all get a couple of interviews.”

“Don’t worry; you have them prepared.”

“They’re prepared and I’ll be there right beside them to give them that confidence.”

“Hey....”

Dru and I turned toward Jeremy’s voice as my husband stood in the entryway to the living room. For a moment, I paused and took in all the fineness of my man. Like wine, age was an asset for my man. Yes, the money helped; the way the suits hung just right on his frame, the way his shoes shined and the diamonds glittered from his watch. All of that was alluring — to other people. I still saw the dude who drove the hoopty. The one who was so idealistic. The one who told me to hang on for the ride of a lifetime.

“Hey honey,” I said. “What are you doing here?”

“Well,” he began, then tossed his computer bag onto the chair, before he came over and kissed me, “I live here, that’s the first thing.”

I smirked.

“But uh....I had to come home because there’s been a change of plans. What’s up, Dru?”

“Nothing. I’m cool.”

"So,” Jeremy glanced at the two racks loaded down with clothes, “what’s going on here?”

“We’re dressing the young ladies with Dress for Success who are going to the job fair.”

“Oh yeah, you told me about that.”

“The girls are really excited and I can’t wait to escort them through the fair tomorrow.”

“Uh...tomorrow?”