ladies lunch

It was a scorching hot afternoon as the mother's club gathered for lunch to discuss the events that would happen during the year and also to gossip about the new mothers that would be joining. Whispers abounded as they went the through the list stopping at one name "Mizz Aezia Watkins" what kind of name was that they wandered, sounding all funny and foreign.

A sweet silky southern voice rang out in the area silencing the women as she said "its pronounced Ahzeeha." The group turned around and gasped seeing the beautifully dressed woman behind them. She was the colour of honey warmed in the sun with long curly hair. Her eyes were a warm shade of brandy that cut directly into her audience.

Smirking, softly beneath her breath she turned and wondered over to the tables for a glass of sun tea and some of the lemon cookies. Nibbling on one corner of the too sweet cookie, as she thought about why she was joining this in the first place. Aezia sighed remembering how it would benefit the family and give her children more opportunities within the town and especially for later when they would be applying to college.

After finishing one cookie, she then turned and started to walk back to the main group of tables. Aezia stopped and paused to watch the scene in front of her. Her eyes narrowed in thought and disbelief at watching the two women directly in front of her attempt to mock her accent, her looks, her hair as she walked up back behind them. Did they think that she wouldn't hear or wouldn't care?

After taking a sip of tea, she counted to five allowing herself to calm before dealing with certainly appeared to be a group of karens hiding behind the sweet lilt of their southern accents not daring to be as out front with it as their mother's and grandmothers were.

Keeping her smile on her face as she moved between the two women who were attempting to mock her accent, she sweetly but icily told them that she "would be honored to join their little ole club since it would be an honor for her husband who, if they didn't know was the vice chairman of the company." Aezia laughed to herself, seeing the women's faces pale just a little and then wondered how they would feel if they found out that the company was actually owned by her family.

The ladies hurriedly took a sip of their tea, before telling Aezia that they didn't mean anything by it and was just admiring her beautiful accent as well as her clothing and mannerisms. She just smirked and worked her way around the room, while laughing inwardly at the brazenness of some of the women.

Few of the women burned inwardly and seethed, as the coveted spot at the center of the head of the table taken by this imposter when lunch was called. The clatter of loud conversation gave away to the soft scrapings of utensils against dishes while soft muted chatter helped rid some of the silence in the room.

As the last course was served, decisions had been made and those not accepted were shown their way out discretely. The remaining candidates took notice and breathe subtle sighs of relieve thinking they were spared while more consideration was being done to see who passed the final count.

Business concluded on both the new members of the mother's club as well some of the old members resigning, before the events for the next year came to a conclusion with the end of dessert which was a delectable creme brulee. The tones of yesteryear blown apart with the new clean attitude flowing through making it more suitable and pleasant. Aezia conversed with the women beside her, while her gaze roamed the room knowing that despite some of the envious glares she was accepted.