Til The Sun Comes UP

Chapter 52 ~ Happy Birthday

"Actually, Mrs. Allen, I am the one who broke up the relationship with Bianca because I cheated. Love had no idea I had a girlfriend and cut me off when I told her the truth. So it is on me, not Love." he said.

"So you don't mind staying with him, knowing that means my grandson will grow up without a family?" she said, looking me up and down.

"No disrespect Temor and Bianca had nine months of her pregnancy and the first five months of Tyler's life to figure out if they were going to be a family. This is our son's first birthday and definitely not the time nor place to have this conversation." As I finish speaking, I see my parents are walking towards us.

"Temor, what's going on?" My father asks as my mother comes and stands beside me.

"Hey, Mr. Amor, this is
Mrs. Allen Bianca's mother-"

"So you raised your daughter to break up families?"
Mrs. Allens says, looking at my parents.

I feel my mother tense up. I can feel her energy, and it is announcing her building fury. It is about to be a problem.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Allen, exactly who are you speaking to and who are you talking about? You most certainly are not talking to me about my child, my only child, the one who helps Temor and your daughter Bianca take care of this little treasure right here, not that child because if you are Mrs. Allen, we have an issue.'' My mother stops talking and is staring the life out of Mrs. Allen.
I steal a glance at my father; he looks like he wants to laugh because Mrs. Amor is not to be trifled with.

Mrs. Allen looks at my mother " Did you know that my daughter and Temor were in a relationship when he met your daughter? My daughter was pregnant with this little treasure, and your daughter still decided to be with Temor. Did you know that?" Now she is smiling like she just told breaking news.

My mother got this look on her face like she was about to handle Mrs. Allen. Of course, my parents knew all our history. Temor told my dad everything when he asked for permission to marry me. My mother looks at my dad and says, " Cesar, you better handle this before I do." At the same time, she was already handing me her purse.

I can't wait to talk to my mom about her behavior today, makes sense why she stood by me. My mom got that crazy temper too.

"Mrs. Allen, before this goes any further, we are going to end this conversation, it is our grandson's first birthday, and we are here to celebrate." with that, he begins to move my mother and me away. Temor follows us, still holding Tyler. "Love are you alright?" he asks.

"I'm good. Let's just celebrate our baby. It's time to party," I say, tickling Tyler.

"Mrs. Allen almost got her wig smoked," my mother said, making us all laugh.

My mother doesn't look like she will smoke anybody's wig, with her diamond tennis bracelet, espadrilles wedges, and sculpted nails looking like she headed straight to the country club.

My parents don't look like where they come from, and I have witnessed that get people messed up a time or two, thinking they were dealing with a couple from the suburbs only to find out they dealing with a couple of gangsters.

The party is going great; we get pictures of Tyler on the pony and in the bouncy house. All of the guests sang Happy Birthday while he smashed his little cake.

After I clean Tyler up, it was time to play. I ran with him and some of the younger kids through the park's sprinkle area.

I was headed back to our pavilion with Tyler when I heard someone calling my name.

"Love" the voice was familiar, it caused my heart to miss a beat, and I didn't want to turn around...