Fight Of Her Life

Chapter 26

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Amelia Hazel Smith 18
Friday April 12, 2024
Arrow Keys Street, Portmore
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" Baby weh you seh me fih get?" Jay asked entering the room.

" Buy swimp, fries and gurba fih Liyah," I respond muting my mic.

" Weh Liyah ?" He asked looking around.

" Me out her over there so," I said pointing to the little play pen  that I made this morning.

" Rass so a weh you tie balloon pon her hand and foot fah," Jay asked laughing.

"Fih distract her cah badda fih turn on the TV memba a class me deh eno," I replied writing down the notes that the teacher just stated.

" Ah go weh now," He informed kissing Liyah head then my lips.

"Bye stay safe," I shouted as he exit the room.
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" Alright a that's it for today class, have a great weekend and remember the assignment," Ms. Poster stated then she dismiss us.

Logging off I get up off the chair and stretch my body.

Oh god alone know how me did need dat

" Who ready fih dem dinner eh," I coo walking towards Liyah.

" Ehh who hungry," I continued then pick her up and started rocking her from side to side.

She started giggling and I smile, pulling her to my chest.

Pulling the balloon off her, I tie them up so that she can have them Monday.

Bouncing her, I walk downstairs towards the kitchen, taking up the apple I place it in  the boiler and it start boiling.

Setting up her highchair, I place the bib on her, walk to the boiler to remove the apple. Peeling the skin I scrap the inside and put it in her small rubber plate.

Walking towards her with the apple and her bottle of water, I take my seat Infront her and started feeding her.

After feeding her, I turn on her iPad inorder to distract her. Walking towards the sink I wash the dishes inside so I can start cooking so he can get dinner when he is home.

Washing the rice, I walk turn on the stove and allow the water to boil after seasoning it then put the rice inside. Removing the already defrost season  fish from the sink, I rip the bag then prepare the flour add a little seasoning inside. Turning on the oil pot then drop a garlic inside, I started patiently wait for the oil to hot to put in the fish.
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" B," Jay voice called out as the front door pulled.

"In the kitchen," I shouted turning the last fish.

" Weh you a cook," He asked placing the bag on the counter.

" Fish and white rice," I stated looking up at him.

" Alright we Inna the living room so call me when it finish," He respond walking out the kitchen.

Pack the things in the fridge, I put the bag away and wet a cloth to wipe down the counter. Removing the fish from the oil, I place it in the dish and cover it. Turning the stove off, I try to dispose the oil and it start popping and I let the pot go.

It make a loud sound as it crashes in the sink. A small amount of oil splash on my hand.

" Ahh bomboclatt," I shouted running towards the fridge.