The Showroom

Another short season by Jay, but goodness, the surprise we’ve been left with! Let’s see what’s happening as season 2 ends… PRESENT DAY The steak was lit, and so was the lobster, but the silence at the table made it hard to tell. Stella, Marsha, John and Josh had met up at Ritz King Steakhouse […]

PRESENT DAY Josh: Stella, fix your face. Stella: 😒 Bruh, I’m over it. Church is supposed to be over by twelve. It’s like one thirty. Don’t they know people have stuff to do? Marsha: Right? No lie tho, Reverend Mason’s sermon was 🔥🔥🔥 John: Yeah, but did he really need to do all that extra

FOUR YEARS AGO “Bishop will be with you shortly.” Wilson was ushered into Kusi’s office and took the view in. He’d heard of the gorgeous office of the regional bishop, but this was his first experience. The reviews did not do it justice; it was a magnificent office. It was three floors up and had

PRESENT DAY “Hell of a queue, E. Did you consider the Sunday lunch crowd before you suggested this place for a meetup?” The bustling crowd at the Gobblin’ Green vegan bistro was a normal part of every Sunday to everyone but the homebody that was Erasmus. A fact that quickly became apparent to his old

FOUR YEARS AGO It took every last nerve in Kusi to keep him from burying his head in his hands. He had the look of a person who’d been shot by his best friend. “Ellen’s husband?” “The very one. I’ve pondered and prayed, and it is the will of God that he be their next

Welcome to season 2 of The Showroom! As you already know, Jay really left us begging for more. Too many questions to consider. Like whether Wilson is really gonna be moved from his position. And what’s up with the Erasmus gentleman. Well, let’s hope we get some answers in this new season. Away we go!

PRESENT DAY Wilson took a bite of the cookie. “When is your appointment with Doctor Bello?” “Next week Thursday.” “Alright. Did you already tell Josh we’ll need him to drive?” “I was hoping you could take care of that.” “Babe, at some point, you and that young man are going to have to get along.

FOUR YEARS AGO “My daughter has finally remembered that she still has a father. How wonderful. I’ve missed you, Ellen.” “Do you really? Because I’m sure you very much engineered this call.” “What is that supposed to mean? Is that how you greet your father now?” “When my father decides to take the husband I’ve

Erasmus was nervously refreshing the results page of his school’s website. That stats exam had made a mockery of everything he’d ever thought he’d learned in class. He was hoping beyond his deepest prayers that he’d at least passed the class, which was now looking like a massive blockade rather than the last hurdle before

FOUR YEARS AGO “Baby, how is it that you used to be a bad boy and yet you can’t dance! Your hips don’t even recognize the concept of movement.” Ellen couldn’t help but mock Wilson as he tried dancing on the beach to a Kirk Franklin playlist. She lay in the shade under the hut,