🥀In Loving Memory🥀

Chapter 27

"How did people view my mother?" Huelene asked.

"What do you mean Huelene?" Ebony asked.

"What I mean is how did people see her? Was there anybody in particular that my mother had a close relationship with other than Tyrone?" Huelene simplified. 

"I don't know if Jazmine was close to that many people. The only other person I had seen her talk to was a little boy named Timothy which she referred to as Timmy," Ebony answered.

"Who's Timothy?" Huey asked.

"Timothy is a little boy who attended the elementary school that Jazmine worked at. He had already been there before she started working there and from Jazmine's perspective, he was always getting in trouble or bullied by other kids for appearance," Ebony said.

"How do you get in trouble and get bullied?" Huey asked a bit dumbfounded.

"I don't know, it was confusing to me when she had told me. Apparently, he could take so much hate until he snapped and he would get into fights with other kids. Then that led him to get in trouble with his teachers and get spankings and he had to get sent to Jazmine," Ebony explained.

"Makes sense," Huey said.

"Yes and I remember seeing the little boy in her office quite a few times when I came to visit her at work," Ebony said.

"Did the boy not have a good home life?" Huelene asked.

"I guess you could say that. His parents had died and he had to move in with his grandpa who wasn't as healthy to be taking care of a child, so his grandpa's caretaker would take care of him before he left to go home," Ebony explained.

"Oh!" Huey spoke.

"Is there anything else about Timothy and Jazmine's relationship?" Huey asked.

"Yes! Timothy had always viewed Jazmine as if she was his mother because he never had a mother. He wasn't able to express himself to his grandfather and his teachers, he would always talk to Jazmine and tell her everything that was going on in his life," Ebony said smiling.

"I always adored her relationship with him and other kids because it showed that she would have been a great mother. She was always there for him and he cherished the little moments he had with her," Ebony spoke almost shedding a tear.

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Jazmine was on winter break and it was a frigid winter day. As I drove Jazmine to Timothy's house, we both stayed warm in the car. Jazmine was holding a present for Timothy in her lap and looked out the window to let me know when we arrived at his house.

"What'd you get him?" I asked trying to make conversation.

"Oh, I got him a teddy bear that has his name on the shirt," she answered.

"A teddy bear Jazmine?" I questioned her unsure of the gift.

"Yes, a teddy bear, Ebony," she repeated.

"What's wrong with a teddy bear?" she asked.

"Nothing, I don't think anything is wrong with getting him a teddy bear," I lied.

"Yes you do," she said as I sighed.

"No I don't, I just don't know why you got him a teddy bear if he's a little 8-year-old boy," I said as she frowned at me.

"I got it for him because I think it's the thought that counts," she said.

"The thought," I said being sarcastic.