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" he should be coming out shortly " the female said as she escorted me to the back of the office I couldn't help but look around as we walked, the place seemed so familiar to me the smell and the painting was causing flashbacks but I blocked them out. I just wanted to get this shit over with so I can get my life back to the way it was.

She opened the door motioning me to walk inside first which I did " you want some water or strong to drink while you wait ?" She asked

"I'm good" I said she nodded her head and left closing the door behind her I looked around the office with my hands placed in my pockets. It feels weird being her , it was like I was young again expect I'm older and came to realization that this was a place I once loved and now hate, walking towards a wall that has picture framed against them my eyes traced over different images of people I didn't know until my eyes caught the one with a man and a baby holding a basketball together on a court.

" aye boy you trying to tussle ball with ya pops like that "? My dad said as we ran across the field I kept bouncing the ball til I made it to my basket jumping up in the sky to reach the net only to miss

"Dang it !" I said stomping on the ground getting upset that I didn't make the shot , I was so close to making it in the net

"I don't want to play no more this is unfair !" I pouted my dad stopped bouncing the ball and walked over towards me, bending down on one knee for him to thump me in the lip making me bite into it

"What I tell you about crying over a game !?" He said to me a tear fell from my eye because of the pain , I tasted blood

"T-that crying is for bitch boys" I answered

"And are you my son a bitch boy ?!" He shouted

" no-"

"Then man up because in this world it's no room for bitch boys. It's only soldiers and soldiers don't cry they face whatever comes to them ! If you loose a game so what you'll win the next one, only if you want it bad enough- but shit is not earned .. you have to take it "

I was knocked out of my thoughts once I heard the door close, making me turn around seeing him walk into the office he had a smile on his face. I cleared my throat and positioned myself into a stance just looking at him, I have no emotions when it comes down to seeing him

"Wow" he said placing his briefcase on a chair "Maurice , my boy look at how you've grown" he said   "Call me crazy but I thought you was my brother for a minute I almost had to fight you real quick " he joked

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