Voodoo Love
I am a cliché — the hard-working administrative assistant who is in love with her boss. For months my friend, Celeste Pierre, who works in word processing, and I have been discussing different ways for my boss, Kip Townsend, to notice me beyond my regular role. Celeste feels a preternatural remedy is my only hope. She wants me to meet her Haitian grandmother, Maman, as she is called. Maman is a mambo, a priestess of voodoo. Celeste tells me voodoo is folk religion. I tell her I’m a lapsed Catholic, with few religious convictions left. I don’t believe in voodoo dolls. “Marie,” she...
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