Yeah, yeah.
“I’m talking about Babi. You know Gary is locked up with that nigga Too Low,” he referred to his cousin.
“Okay. Well, Gary’s BM came to visit him today and he saw Babi in visitation with Too Low. He even mentioned that she was pregnant, when I never told that nigga nothing about her being pregnant.”
Suddenly, there was a bitter taste in my mouth. “Yeah?
Alright, dog. Appreciate the information. Let me hit you back.” “Alright, my nigga. Don’t do nothing crazy. I know how you
feel about that girl. So, you remember that the girls need you.” “Oh, nah, man. I aint finna go there. Cause if nothing else, I
gotta consider the twins too. So, I’d never put my hands on her.” “Well, alright.”
“Yeah,” I said into the phone, before ending the call.
Then I hopped o" the recliner and stomped through the upper level of the house. Heatedly, I shoved the door open in our bedroom, and marched right into the closet.
Pissed wasn’t even the word I felt, as I snatched Babi’s clothes o" the racks. Eventually there was a pile in the middle of the bedroom. Then I went into the drawers.
“Daddy,” Shi uttered, as she carefully stepped into the room. “What are you doing?”
I turned around to completely face her, holding some nighties. “I’m packing Babi’s stuff.”
She frowned. “For what? Are we moving?” “No, we aint going nowhere. She is, though.”
“What?” My baby’s face balled up. “Nooo,” she whimpered, before full out blubbering. “You said that she was here to stay. We’re family. She can’t leave. I love her.”
Right then, Aspen wandered into the room. “What are you crying for, Shi?”