some things she wouldn't be able to stop without the help that she didn't have. And since it was only weed, and Bright wasn't a high school dropout, a drug addict, or a pregnant minor, she didn't feel like her smoking weed was such a big deal.
After Bright got off the phone with Larry, she ran out and found all of her siblings, then brought them back home to help clean up. Once her mother gave everybody jobs to perform, she thumped her 1980's mix smooth groove CD, and got to work. Bright prepped the laundry for the wash, while Deja and Ryonna had trash detail - they had to collect trash from every room in the house. Cordell and Ramon were on wall detail - scrubbing the walls from top to bottom.
Rosette worked in both the kitchen and living room, cleaning underneath the surfaces, trying her hardest to make her house look like a home. When the girls were finishing picking up trash around the apartment, they went to assist Bright, hanging and folding laundry, in the on-site laundry facility. Then finally by eight p.m., the house was spotless and dinner was served. Rosette fried a batch of chicken wings, baked some French fries, and made a hearty house salad. For once in a long time, they sat down and ate dinner together like a family, in their clean apartment. It was a proud, long-overdue moment for Rosette and everybody was happy.
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fter Rosette fixed dinner and gave her children orders to follow, she headed to the door to go to work. She was so proud of how her children were
keeping the house up, that she worked extra hours at her second job to put new furniture in the house. Rosette bought everyone new beds and bought a new flat screen TV for the living room. Now all she needed was a brand new living room suite and dining room table, and after her next paycheck, she would be able to do just that.
“I love you guys! Be good, and listen to your sister while I'm gone. I'll take you guys to Mc Donald's for breakfast in the morning, okay?” she yelled before leaving the apartment.
“We will!” they all yelled back in unison, taking turns on their Xbox in the living room.
“See you later, Ma, these kids know better than to try me, 'cause I'll beat'em!” Bright teased, yelling out of the kitchen window to her mother as she was getting in her car. Rosette backed out of her parking stall laughing. “You better be nice to my babies, Queen Bee,” she said as she drove away.
After a shower, Bright told her sisters and brother to stay inside and play the Xbox until she got back, and that she would bring their favorite treats backs from the liquor store.
“Can we eat dinner if you’re not back by five?” Deja, the next oldest in line, asked.
“Yeah, and make sure they don't get in any trouble too, Deja. You’re the next oldest, so I'm depending on you to have my back and watch theirs,” she told Deja, and then passed her a ten dollar bill.
“I'm on it, big sis!” Deja, smiled, assuring Bright.
“I'm depending on you, Deja. I'ma make a quick run with Larry, then we'll be outside sitting in his car, so don't y'all try to pull off no slick stuff, either,” Bright said, walking out the door.
Sitting in Larry's freshly painted Mustang after grabbing strawberry-banana smoothies from Jamba Juice, Larry and Bright were caught up sharing a juicy tongue kiss when Bright noticed Terrence rolling up her street. She hadn't seen or called him in a couple of days, so she was sure he was looking for her. Fuck, Bright thought, this nigga can't be popping up on me like this, I should have asked him to buy me a fucking cell phone to avoid all of this. Feeling as if she was about to piss on herself, Bright dropped down in her seat and yelled for Larry to go. She was hoping and praying that Terrence hadn't seen her.
Larry sped off then yelled, “Why the fuck am I speeding off for, and why are you hiding, Bright?” Larry kept an eye on his rearview mirror and on his surroundings. “What the fuck is goin on, Bright?” he asked,
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After Bright got off the phone with Larry, she ran out and found all of her siblings, then brought them back home to help clean up. Once her mother gave everybody jobs to perform, she thumped her 1980's mix smooth groove CD, and got to work. Bright prepped the laundry for the wash, while Deja and Ryonna had trash detail - they had to collect trash from every room in the house. Cordell and Ramon were on wall detail - scrubbing the walls from top to bottom.
Rosette worked in both the kitchen and living room, cleaning underneath the surfaces, trying her hardest to make her house look like a home. When the girls were finishing picking up trash around the apartment, they went to assist Bright, hanging and folding laundry, in the on-site laundry facility. Then finally by eight p.m., the house was spotless and dinner was served. Rosette fried a batch of chicken wings, baked some French fries, and made a hearty house salad. For once in a long time, they sat down and ate dinner together like a family, in their clean apartment. It was a proud, long-overdue moment for Rosette and everybody was happy.
A
fter Rosette fixed dinner and gave her children orders to follow, she headed to the door to go to work. She was so proud of how her children were
keeping the house up, that she worked extra hours at her second job to put new furniture in the house. Rosette bought everyone new beds and bought a new flat screen TV for the living room. Now all she needed was a brand new living room suite and dining room table, and after her next paycheck, she would be able to do just that.
“I love you guys! Be good, and listen to your sister while I'm gone. I'll take you guys to Mc Donald's for breakfast in the morning, okay?” she yelled before leaving the apartment.
“We will!” they all yelled back in unison, taking turns on their Xbox in the living room.
“See you later, Ma, these kids know better than to try me, 'cause I'll beat'em!” Bright teased, yelling out of the kitchen window to her mother as she was getting in her car. Rosette backed out of her parking stall laughing. “You better be nice to my babies, Queen Bee,” she said as she drove away.
After a shower, Bright told her sisters and brother to stay inside and play the Xbox until she got back, and that she would bring their favorite treats backs from the liquor store.
“Can we eat dinner if you’re not back by five?” Deja, the next oldest in line, asked.
“Yeah, and make sure they don't get in any trouble too, Deja. You’re the next oldest, so I'm depending on you to have my back and watch theirs,” she told Deja, and then passed her a ten dollar bill.
“I'm on it, big sis!” Deja, smiled, assuring Bright.
“I'm depending on you, Deja. I'ma make a quick run with Larry, then we'll be outside sitting in his car, so don't y'all try to pull off no slick stuff, either,” Bright said, walking out the door.
Sitting in Larry's freshly painted Mustang after grabbing strawberry-banana smoothies from Jamba Juice, Larry and Bright were caught up sharing a juicy tongue kiss when Bright noticed Terrence rolling up her street. She hadn't seen or called him in a couple of days, so she was sure he was looking for her. Fuck, Bright thought, this nigga can't be popping up on me like this, I should have asked him to buy me a fucking cell phone to avoid all of this. Feeling as if she was about to piss on herself, Bright dropped down in her seat and yelled for Larry to go. She was hoping and praying that Terrence hadn't seen her.
Larry sped off then yelled, “Why the fuck am I speeding off for, and why are you hiding, Bright?” Larry kept an eye on his rearview mirror and on his surroundings. “What the fuck is goin on, Bright?” he asked,
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