mouth closed. By the way her eye lit up when she saw Dallas, I could tell that she loved kids.
“Don’t tell her nothing about Dallas. In fact, don’t even try to chastise or whoop Dallas in her presence, because she will not like it. Yes, I know that’s cheeky of her, but my mother loves kids and it looks like she has a soft spot for Dallas” Tracy whispered to me as we began walking into the kitchen. I didn’t have a problem with Ms. Lillian being attached to Dallas. My baby sister had that kind of effect on people. She would walk into a room and make everyone fall in love with her. She did that with Tracy and it looks like she was about to do the same thing with her mother.
After meeting both of Tracy’s parents and her oldest brother, we took a seat at the table in the dining room. Soon, everyone began engaging in a conversation. Mrs. Lillian was waiting for her other son to come, so that we could begin eating. I could see what Tracy was saying about her mother, because ever since we’ve been here, she’s had Dallas glued to her hip and she let her do whatever she wanted.
We sat there waiting on her son for a few more minutes, until she got the phone and called him. After calling and cursing him out two times, he finally said that he was outside. She then asked both Tracy and me to come help her with the dishes. We had to make two trips, because of all of the food that she had cooked. We were almost in the kitchen, when I heard a voice I thought I recognized. Shaking my head, I thought I had to be tripping, because I knew the world wasn’t that small, or that’s what I thought.
Walking into the kitchen, I spotted this cute little red chick sitting at the table. I could tell that she was stuck up and uptight, from the way she was looking at me, but I decided not to let that deter me. Instead, I spoke to her and kept it pushing. I wasn’t surprised when she didn’t speak back. She looked like one of those people who thought the sun rises and sets on her ass. What bothered me the most though, was the way she kept staring at me. I was two seconds away from asking her what the hell she was looking at, when Tracy tapped me on my leg.
“I see you over here ready to go off and shit,” she whispered trying to stifle a laugh. “Don’t let that bitch get to you. Trust me, when I tell you that she’s all bark and no bite.”
“I’m not worrying about her, but what I do want to know is why she clocking me so fucking hard,” I said, still looking at ol’ girl, who was still looking at me.
“She’s probably intimidated, that’s all. She does that every time someone new comes around. What she needs to be concerned with is herself. I don’t know why my brother is still with her cheating ass anyway.”
“So she cheated and around here acting like she was the one who was cheated on?” I asked, not believing the shit.
“Yup and my dumb ass brother took her hoe ass back. Now her hoe ass be on that stalking shit. If she knows like I do, she wouldn’t jump stupid. It’s only because of my brother that I haven’t whooped her ass, but she better not fuck around, or else I’m going to show her stupid ass,” She said, just as her mother called everyone’s attention. They began fixing everyone’s plate, before they prayed over the food. When I opened my eyes after staying amen, I got the shock of a lifetime.
“Do you want something to drink, Delaney?” Tracy had asked me. I heard her, but I didn’t. I was too busy trying to figure out why the dude I met in the mall was sitting across from me at Ms. Lillian’s dinner table. “Delaney, you okay?”
“Umm, I’m fine, boo,” I said, finally tearing my eyes away from him. I turned to Tracy, who was staring at me. I leaned in closer to her, because I didn’t want anyone to hear me. “Umm Trace, who that dude sitting across from us, next to the chick who was staring at me earlier.”
“Oh
“Don’t tell her nothing about Dallas. In fact, don’t even try to chastise or whoop Dallas in her presence, because she will not like it. Yes, I know that’s cheeky of her, but my mother loves kids and it looks like she has a soft spot for Dallas” Tracy whispered to me as we began walking into the kitchen. I didn’t have a problem with Ms. Lillian being attached to Dallas. My baby sister had that kind of effect on people. She would walk into a room and make everyone fall in love with her. She did that with Tracy and it looks like she was about to do the same thing with her mother.
After meeting both of Tracy’s parents and her oldest brother, we took a seat at the table in the dining room. Soon, everyone began engaging in a conversation. Mrs. Lillian was waiting for her other son to come, so that we could begin eating. I could see what Tracy was saying about her mother, because ever since we’ve been here, she’s had Dallas glued to her hip and she let her do whatever she wanted.
We sat there waiting on her son for a few more minutes, until she got the phone and called him. After calling and cursing him out two times, he finally said that he was outside. She then asked both Tracy and me to come help her with the dishes. We had to make two trips, because of all of the food that she had cooked. We were almost in the kitchen, when I heard a voice I thought I recognized. Shaking my head, I thought I had to be tripping, because I knew the world wasn’t that small, or that’s what I thought.
Walking into the kitchen, I spotted this cute little red chick sitting at the table. I could tell that she was stuck up and uptight, from the way she was looking at me, but I decided not to let that deter me. Instead, I spoke to her and kept it pushing. I wasn’t surprised when she didn’t speak back. She looked like one of those people who thought the sun rises and sets on her ass. What bothered me the most though, was the way she kept staring at me. I was two seconds away from asking her what the hell she was looking at, when Tracy tapped me on my leg.
“I see you over here ready to go off and shit,” she whispered trying to stifle a laugh. “Don’t let that bitch get to you. Trust me, when I tell you that she’s all bark and no bite.”
“I’m not worrying about her, but what I do want to know is why she clocking me so fucking hard,” I said, still looking at ol’ girl, who was still looking at me.
“She’s probably intimidated, that’s all. She does that every time someone new comes around. What she needs to be concerned with is herself. I don’t know why my brother is still with her cheating ass anyway.”
“So she cheated and around here acting like she was the one who was cheated on?” I asked, not believing the shit.
“Yup and my dumb ass brother took her hoe ass back. Now her hoe ass be on that stalking shit. If she knows like I do, she wouldn’t jump stupid. It’s only because of my brother that I haven’t whooped her ass, but she better not fuck around, or else I’m going to show her stupid ass,” She said, just as her mother called everyone’s attention. They began fixing everyone’s plate, before they prayed over the food. When I opened my eyes after staying amen, I got the shock of a lifetime.
“Do you want something to drink, Delaney?” Tracy had asked me. I heard her, but I didn’t. I was too busy trying to figure out why the dude I met in the mall was sitting across from me at Ms. Lillian’s dinner table. “Delaney, you okay?”
“Umm, I’m fine, boo,” I said, finally tearing my eyes away from him. I turned to Tracy, who was staring at me. I leaned in closer to her, because I didn’t want anyone to hear me. “Umm Trace, who that dude sitting across from us, next to the chick who was staring at me earlier.”
“Oh
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