“Member mi tell yuh mi woulda learn the craft?” he says, eyebrows raised.
What craft? Scamming?
No sah. Could never. I laugh out loud. “Mi know yuh joking.”
He chuckles. “A joke, man. A joke.” He walks over to Mama, shaking his head. “But Zara… when mi tell yuh who own this car, yuh a go pred out a grung,” he grins before turning back to Mama.
A probably Uncle car… nuh mek him trick yuh.
“But hear yah,” Mama smiles, now fully seated in her chair, playing along.
“Tell mi nuh,” I urge, curiously watching him unzip his bag. “Curiosity a kill mi enuh, Gavin.”
“Yuh a mussy cat,” he fires back, laughing as Mama joins in.
I clutch my imaginary pearl. “Mi hate yuh.”
Still laughing, he hands Mama a small bag. “Daddy send this fi yuh. But mi affi leave now cause the car still on. Mi just run out fi pick up some groceries fi Mommy.” So him a leave? Quick and spicy visit.
“Alright, thanks. Mi will call Rohan and mek him know say mi get it,” Mama says, accepting the package.
“Cool,” Gavin replies, then turns to me with a grin. “A Sash car enuh,” he adds, voice dipped with a giggle. I blink. Sash?
Before I can react, he’s hopping back in the car, and just as he pulls the door shut, he tosses me a look and calls out in a high-pitched voice, “Tea later!” I burst out laughing.
Woiie… this sound big!
“Who fa car him say?” Mama asks.
“Sash,” I repeat, just as my phone starts ringing from inside. I rush into the living room to grab it. Mrs. Adams.
“Hey Zara, how are you? I’m so sorry I couldn’t make it to your graduation, but the pictures you sent were lovely. You deserve everything. Congratulations again.” I smile.
“Awww, thank you for being so sweet, Mrs. Adams.” I beam, and Mama settles onto the sofa beside me.
“Always, love,” she says, the sound of her shifting around coming through the phone. “I have good news for you though.”
Really? “Okay,” I reply, smiling.
“So I was speaking with the board about you, and I told them about your performance. They were impressed, so they agreed to let you work at St. Jago. It works perfectly since they need teachers in the Language department. If you’re interested, let me know so we can get the contract ready.” Wow. Of course mi interested.
Girl a get work!
“Um… of course. That sounds good. Thank you!” I say with a smile, though that’s nowhere near how I really want to react. Mi wah scream. Mi wah jump. Mi wah bawl…
Yuh wah everything.
Prada you!my subconscious says, hyping me up.
Mrs. Adams chuckles. “You would start working January, though, so let us know soon so the process can run off quickly.” Jeez. So easy, huh?
Yuh blessed enuh, girl!
“I’m interested,” I say, doing my best to keep calm. I’m bubbling with excitement, but mi affi keep the thing professional. I’m really happy though… mi deserve this.You do!
“Okay, lovely. So happy you are,” she says. Wait… what about the baby though?
Oh yeah… the baby.
