9

“What is this place, Ashley?” I turned to the cheer-filled girl beside me, watching as her eyes lit up at the activities before us.

“This is a prep center” She let out.

“Prep for what?”

“Marriage of course”

“You can not be serious”

“I am very much serious, Nia” She followed.

“How else are you supposed to be oriented with what is out there for you. This is a better means at helping you out”

“Why would you sign me up for a marriage class, Ashley?” My eyes were fixed intently on her, my whole being awaiting an answer.

Now, believe me, it wasn’t the idea that had me worn, it was the people that I was made to behold that most had me stunned.

There were a dozen of ladies in the area, all who didn’t seem to me like they were about to get married, in fact, a high number of them were middle-aged women who looked like their marriages were failing, and they came out in search for their last resort.

I was the only one here who seemed unaware of what was going on. The rest of the women appe