“Touche.”
She swatted my knee and laughed. “Alright, we need to finish cooking because between two grown boys, you never know who comes home for dinner.”
Midway through us cooking and listening to Celine Dion, her housephone rang, and she rolled to grab the phone. “Cut up those peppers, while I talk to Maxine.”
While she went to talk in her bedroom, I continued to cut the peppers like she instructed. While cutting the onions, my phone started to ring, and I shuffled across the kitchen to my purse.
I smiled when I saw Goo’s name. “Hey.”
“You on my mom’s block, Boobie.”
“I am.”
“I’m twenty minutes away… I’m heading there now.”
“Okay.”
After I ended the call, I heard what sounded like a fall and quickly rushed to the backroom where I found Ms. Sharon out of her chair.
“Ms. Sharon, are you alright?”
“Dizzy, that is all… can you?” She reached, as I helped her up onto her side of the bed. It looked like she was trying to get onto her bed, but the chair moved back slightly and she miscalculated.
“Do you want to go to the hospital.”
“No… I have dizzy spells every now and again. I felt one coming on and tried to rush to the bed. Maxine always fusses at me for waiting too late.” She sighed, as she rubbed the side of her arm.
I was nervous.
“Are you sure? I have my car, and we can go to the emergency room, just so that you are checked out and everything is alright.”
She held my hand. “Keep an eye on the food and let me rest. I’m gonna take my medicine and take a rest.”
Even with how uneasy I was, I helped her lay back in her bed as she held my hand. “I will check on you in a bit. Goo is on his way here too.”
I cracked the door closed and went back into the kitchen. Bando was on his back knocked out on the carpet. You would have thought the dog didn’t have a very expensive bed at home with the way he was snoring.
I wasn’t such a heavy believer in God, or whoever everyone worshipped. I stopped believing for a while because I didn’t think he cared much for me or my siblings. All we had gone through, it was impossible for someone to care when you put them through hell.
Today, I felt this intense feeling to come visit Ms. Sharon. It was so weird because when I met her before, I was nervous. I figured the worst she could do was close the door in my face, or stare at me confused on why I came.
Maybe Allah was the reason I came today. The reason I had been here when she fell. What if I didn’t come? She would have been home alone today. There was no guarantee that Goo or Khaos would have come over today.
The lock turned and the door opened and my baby walked through the entryway. He wore an Inferno God biker jacket, jeans, and a pair of timbs. He had a Yankee fitted on his head.
“Hey, Goo.” I smiled.
Bando’s thirsty ass had already flipped over and was ready for him to pet him. “What up, killa… heard you was ready for skin.” He rubbed him, patting his butt like he loved.
When he was done with Bando, he shook his jacket off and stood in front of me, bending down until he was in my face.
“He touched you?”
“Lifted his hand, but he didn’t touch me.” I replied.
He nodded his head, then kissed my lips, and pulled me out the chair. Wrapping his arms around me, I melted into his big arms “I hope it’s okay that I came over here to talk to your mom.”
“Not tripping on that… tell me something, Boobie. Got a call that nigga was in the store with you… I start seeing red.”
