“What do you need from the store? I’ll go get it.” I wasn’t in the mood to be anyone’s company.
“Jah, please let me get the fuck out of this house for a minute. I’m going to Target.”
“Shit, you ain’t coming back no time soon then.”
Raising from the sectional that was in the den, I entered the play area that we set up for the twins. I made sure that they didn’t see me as Ms. Cole sat at a small table with them both. This was the first time I seen them being still long enough to even do an activity. The way they listened and did what she was asking of them made me smile. It took a lot of money to get them the right care and diagnosis for the twins.
Standing on the other side of the room, I got to see just how beautiful Ms. Cole was. The short cut fit her almond-shaped face. She wore a white lab coat with her name and title on it, but anyone could see that she was thick up under that coat. After a moment of staring, I took my attention to my phone so she wouldn’t catch me. Another hour went by before I was interrupted by the twins running through the den and Ms. Cole was shortly behind them.
“Hey, I sent you an email sharing the twins' schedule, so you won’t be surprised when I pop up. I’m going to see them bi-weekly until I see some change, and then I’ll start seeing them monthly.”
Standing, I checked my phone and noticed the email. When I was home, I silenced my notifications so I could rest.
“I’ll make sure to send it to my sister as well.”
“I’ve already sent that to her as well. They did excellent today. You may hear one or two new words during the week. Tryto push them to talk and pronounce their words correctly. The more you talk to them, the more they will learn.”
“They run their mouths all day. What are you saying? We’re not talking to them?”
“Calm down,” she shifted her weight. “I’m just saying that the more you have conversations with them and correct them when they say something wrong, they will learn words and how to construct sentences.”
“I got you.”
“Mr. Grant, when I have sessions with them, I may not always say things you will like. If I feel like it’s something you and Ms. Lonni could do better, I will tell you.”
“Please don’t call me Mr. Grant. Call me Jah, and if I’m paying you all this money, I expect a miracle.”
“No such thing as miracles, sir. I’ll see you guys in two weeks.”
That shit rubbed me wrong, so I followed her to the front door and stopped her before she walked out.
“Umm, when I say I expect a miracle, that’s what I mean. Your price is ridiculous to just sit and play with the twins all day. By the time this is over, they’d better be talking like they went to Harvard.”
She pushed her bag up on her shoulder before looking up at me. The smell of the sweet fragrance she wore hit my nose as she tried to step around me. It was the scent of lemon and sugar with a splash of coconut.
“We can void all their sessions, and I can recommend someone else within your budget. I would hate that to happen to the twins because they are so smart. I charge what I charge because I’m the best to ever do this. By the time I’m done, you’ll be trying to pay me more. Now, if you would excuse me, I have other clients to see today.”
“What makes you think budget is the problem? I just want to make sure that I’m getting my money’s worth.”
“Like I said, you’ll want to pay more when I’m done with them. Have a nice day, Mr. Grant.”
Stepping aside, I opened the door for her. She glanced at me one last time before heading to her car and getting in. Lonni was pulling up as she was pulling off. When I saw all the shit she had in the trunk, I slipped my shoes on and went to help.
“What did you say to her?” Lonni asked as she started handing me the bags out of the trunk.
“What makes you think I said something?”
“Because you can be harsh with your words sometimes. Especially when I’m not around to stop you.”
“Man, give me these damn bags. Ain’t nobody said nothing to that girl.”
“Jah, I’m serious. The twins will be going to school soon and I need them to be able to speak well. They are not throwing my niece and nephew in some random classroom when I know they are just as smart as any other kid.”
“All I said was I expect a miracle because I’m paying her ass a lot of money.”
“Please, Jah! You just said we were good and now you are giving her a hard time. The kid’s pediatrician highly recommended her.”
“Ain’t nobody gave her a hard time,” I said as I walked in the house with both hands full of bags.
