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"Ma'am, we cannot give the children back to their mother. All three of them claimed that she abused them regularly and have scars and bruises to prove it." The kids case worker told me.
Children service had came and took the kids yesterday.
I was waiting for someone to step up and get the kids but no one did.
So here I am now.
"Well at least let me get the kids so they won't have to go in a home." I pleaded.
"Your not family, so it could take a while."
At that I sighed.
I'm technically not their grandmother.
"Gimme a second." I said to her, and she nodded.
I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and dialed Karter's number.
"Where you at?" She asked as soon as the call connected.
"I'm up at the school, this fat bitch bit my daughter!" He exclaimed.
"Who bit her?" I asked.
"This fat ass little girl, yeah I'm talking bout yo fat ass daughter- hold up momma imma call you back." He said before disconnecting the call.
He do not play about his daughter.
I was hoping on Karter getting the kids, but he was always busy.
I Dailed Cameron's number for the seventh time, but again no answer.
"Ma'am If you want to fill the form out your welcome to it. There just gonna be a wait untill you can get the children. We're gonna be closing in a minute." The caseworker said to kulture.
"Well I would like to do that."
Kulture filled out the paperwork, and left the building.
She walked towards her car and got in.
"Long time no see."
She turned her head, only to see Dex.
"I thought you was dead."
I was shocked, this nigga was supposedly dead for 24 years.
"I'm immortal." Dex whispered.
"Dead ass?" I asked.
"No, Stupid ass." He slapped my forehead.
"Don't be slapping me." I said before I popped his hand.
"If you missed me just say that."
"I did, but damn, what you want?" I asked him.
"Fuck you mean what I want? That nigga cam basically killed me."
