after they finished taking care of business they headed home. on the way Trina began to get really nervous.
Trina: Ron.? i have something to tell..you
Ron: wassup sweetheart.? man it feels good to be free
Trina: well while you were locked up...
they pulled in the driveway. and as the jeep came to a complete stop Ron instantly noticed the little girl who rushed out the house towards the jeep. she had long dark curly hair past her shoulders. she looked about three or four. she had on a pink and purple doc Mc stuffins Tshirt and white checkered shorts and pink sandals. her toes were painted a light pink. he heard her yelling mommy!! mommy!! but he was confused. who was she talking to. he looked at Trina. she looked up at him with big brown watery eyes. the girl ran up to the jeep. excitedly she opened the door and hugged Trina.
Trina: Ron.. i would like you to meet Reema. YOUR daughter. Ron looked confused.
Ron: my...my.. huh.?
Trina: your daughter. Reema say hello to your father. Reema looked up at Ron with those big eyes that looked just like her mothers
Reema: hello daddy.
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Художественная прозаyoung Reema is a 17 year old girl growing up in the grimey streets of Brooklyn, raised separately by her mother Trina and ex con father Ron. with each turn of the page you will get deeper into Reema's wild, tangled and on the edge life.
