Chapter 114
The Ghettos. Even then, my daddy would call threatening her.
Saying that if he couldn’t have her, then nobody else would.
Eventually, my mama got fed up, and reminded him that he was calling on a recorded line, and she’d call them people to review his calls, and get him some extra time for the threats.
That’s when he let go, and realized that it was really over. ”
I squinted. “So, the moral of the story is that your mama told you to only fuck with broke niggas?”
She exploded with laughter, and lightly elbowed me.
“Boy, fucking stop. And no, she didn’t tell me to fuck with broke boys.
She put heavy emphasis on being more than my looks.
So, I was told that I was beautiful, but I trivialized it.
And as far my choice of man…I met Too Low in middle school.
He was only two years older, and was a child himself.
So, him having money wasn’t on my mind. And by the time we were grown, I was already in love. ”
“Fair enough.” I nodded. “But let me ask you this. Are you happy with where you’re at in life? Or do you want more?”
“Oh, I unquestionably want more.” “So, what’s stopping you?”
“Well…first I have to get my money right.”
“So, you aint got no money put up, right now?” “I got a little.”
I furrowed a brow. “Is it over ten?” She bit the corner of her lip. “Yes.”
“Then you bullshitting. I know several places that got small lil’ suites that you can rent out for about five hundred. A thousand at the most.”
She nodded. “I hear you.”
“So again, what’s stopping you?” I opened my arms. She took a deep breath. “Fear.”
“Fear?” I frowned. “What you scared of?”