Where is Marva @ today, what’s she up too, Umm…..When the elevator door opened, a young man suited up in a dark and light brown pinstriped Dolce and Gabbana, was exiting. He had about two inches of platinum spiked hair, and a blue money bag in his hand. The three of us walked onto the elevator and turned around to face the door. I noticed the young man was entering into the door we had just come out of. As we rode the elevator down, reality tried to sink in. I just couldn’t believe this was happening to me, no, no, no, that’s not true, I didn‘t want to believe this was happening to me. I closed my eyes and imagined myself in my car heading home with a nice aged rib eye steak and a fresh crisp Caesar salad from Mario’s Deli, nicely wrapped in Mario’s signature bag; lying in the passenger seat of my car. Oh yes, and I am headed home to eat, straighten up the kitchen, wait for Mom to call, rest and read my book. I was so deep in that thought; I even smiled. When I heard the sound of the elevator bell, I snapped back to reality. I realized the two policemen in the elevator with me were taking me to Fulton County jail. I cannot be going to jail, this is not happening, this is not possible! SHAME IN ME excerpt. Order your copy today from any local bookstore or on-line store and find out exactly what happens to Marva.