"Bobby genuinely loved and cared for people. Everyone. Particularly, those who were disadvantaged in anyway. He was a true servant of Jesus Christ and like his father, would have made a powerful pastor someday." Elder Right speaks. This trigger off much weeping again. Me, Alaya, Dwayne and Keisha wept. Roger wasn't there. He couldn't handle Bobby's formal goodbye. Plus, he continues to blame himself.
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It was early March, just before spring break. Keisha wasn't able to go to Atlanta due to upcoming exams and Dwayne cancelled because he had to work. That left Roger, Bobby and me. Roger had already gotten time off and insisted he still wanted to go. I was however ready to call the whole adventure off.
"Look...life is short. We should go!" Roger pushed.
"We'll go some other time," I said.
Roger and I argued for a few minutes. He kept saying dumb things about dying and never getting the chance to go to the city. He was being a complete nutcase. The way how he was acting you would think he was flying on a plane to New York city or something. I hissed my teeth in disgust. Bobby who had been quiet the entire time during the argument said, "Let's go Val...for Roger's sake." Roger began smiling and I turned my anger towards Bobby. But it made no sense, both guys were dead set on going. I was a loner.
A few days before our trip in mid-April, Alaya had gastroenteritis. She had a fever and diarrhea. I couldn't leave her with mama in this condition. I couldn't go to Atlanta. Again, I told Bobby to cancel, "It's a bad sign. First Keisha, then Dwayne, now Alaya is sick and I can't go...just put off the trip Bobby. We're not to go." I said.
"I can't. Roger is looking forward to this. Plus, it's a good time to hang out with my future brother-in-law," Bobby smiled.
"You've always spoilt Roger. Since he was a baby, you've never told him no to anything! Bobby, it's time to say no!" I asserted.
But Bobby couldn't hurt Roger's feelings. Roger was paranoid that he may never ever get the chance to go and I was paranoid that something horrible could happen. I don't know why; I just couldn't shake the feeling. Friday morning, Bobby kissed Alaya and me goodbye, "I love you. Take care of my munchkin." He whispered in my ear and gave Alaya another hug. My heart felt heavy.
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A Dark Sun
RomanceValerie loved Bobby. Bobby loved Valerie. Everyone in the community knew it, though the two tried to keep their relations secret. They were childhood friends who grew to be lovers. But they were black. And black people can find themselves in the...
