Halle Berry 90s Novels & Stories

she laughs again and starts to rock a little bit more. Barbara is 29 and looks like Halle Berry," she says with a twinkle in her eye. "Really! People tell her that all the time. She's light skinned with a figure that we all envy." I can't imagine Cyn envying anyone's figure and I tell her so.

"I have a ten o'clock appointment with Nessa Clarksville. My name is Berry Hale." "Of course, Ms. Hale. Please take a seat, and I'll let Ms. Clarksville know you're here." Berry sat in one of the leather chairs, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Theo sat beside her. "Breathe," he said quietly. "You've got this." "Ms. Hale?" A woman's voice called from across the lobby. Berry looked up to see a well-dressed woman in her early twenties approaching them. She had blonde hair pulled back in a sleek bun and sharp, intelligent eyes.