She shrugged. “I don’t know. Get me anything. Are we still going to get Ro?”
“Hell yeah, especially since Rennix’s bitch ass is acting like she ain’t my daughter.”
Rim laughed. “He knows she’s your daughter, Reminisce. She’s just adorable and the only girl in a family full of men. Didn’t you say all of your siblings have sons?”
“Yeah, at this point everybody has sons, except me and Indiri.” I smirked at the thought. The big homie had jokes ’cause of course he gave me a daughter. “Indiri doesn’t have kids though. Young nigga probably won’t have any either.”
She nodded. “Did you guys ever tell him?”
I shook my head. “Nope. Every time we agree on a date or time, plans change. Keeping it a buck, it seems like nobody wants to fuck up his mental space with this. Then the question is if it’s even something to tell him at this point.”
She nodded. “Would you want to know?”
“Hell yeah, but he ain’t me, G or Rennix. He’s Indiri. How do I know telling him this won’t fuck him up in the long run or something?”
“You don’t. I guess you just make the decision to tell him or you don’t. What does your gut tell you to do?”
I shrugged. “Shit, I don’t know, baby.”
“You do, but you don’t want to make the wrong decision. Move with discernment. I’m sure the right answer will come to you.”
I nodded, not offering a verbal response, but instead accepting her words. The rest of the drive we both spent time in our own heads. A few minutes longer into the car ride and Karim’s phone was ringing. It was her mother.
I didn’t know what the hell they were talking about because two minutes into the phone call Karim’s mama went Spanish despite Karim initially reminding her to speak English. On theway to Rennix’s, I stopped and grabbed her a burger and fries while she talked. Right when I was on the road headed toward Rennix’s, Jason called and asked if I’d stop by the house. That was cool, because I had been meaning to do so, but time was getting away from me.
When we pulled up in front of the house about ten minutes later and I felt Rim’s eyes.
“What are we doing here?” she mouthed, her mother still speaking in her ear.
“Jason asked me to stop by. You can stay in the car if you nee?—”
She began speaking English while looking at me. “Yes, Mama, I’m with Reminisce. Yes, I’ll tell him, and yes, we’ll come by next week instead of this one.”
A few seconds later she was telling her mother to feel better and that she loved her. Then she slid the phone into her pocket. “My mother pushed dinner to next week. She isn’t feeling too good.”
I glanced over at her. “She good right, though?”
“Yeah, she probably caught one of the kids’ colds. I’m gonna check in on her tomorrow.”
I nodded, my eyes on her briefly before I looked up at the house. This motherfucker was massive and I was just now seeing that after years of owning it.
“It’s really a nice house. Especially in the light.” She cut her eyes between the house and me. “I wonder how much space I’ll have in here.”
I chuckled. “As much as you want, now are you ’boutta eat or come in?”
“Both.”
“No. I’m about to see the new additions to what I presume is our house.”
I grinned, then got out of the car, moving to the other side to open the door for her. When she stepped out of the car, she was holding her burger in one hand and drink in the other. She then extended the burger for me to take a bite.
“You haven’t eaten today and you didn’t get yourself anything. Didn’t you tell me your migraines were contingent upon stuff like that?” Concern was etched in her beautiful eyes. It was moments like this that let me know that no matter how impulsive what we did this morning seemed, it wasn’t that at all.It was just meant.
“For a nigga who ain’t done us the honor of dying yet, you’re a hard motherfucker to get in touch with.” I glared at Ross’s back as I walked into his favorite watering hole.
He laughed. “Good to see you too, son. You here to buy me a drink?”
“Nah, I’m here to ask why you dropped by Rennix’s spot spewing some shit about having other kids out there.”
