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Nyella:
The next day
I was at the phone making my phone call. I'm glad June was guarding the station cause we posed to get one but he be letting me make 2.
The first person i called was my daddy.
"Minnie! Hey babygirl." My daddy said.
"Hey daddy. What you doing?" I asked smiling.
"Sitting here eating damn steak, potatoes, and broccoli. Shit here good." He said.
"Why would you tell me that? You wanna know what i ate today? Some nasty, fake spaghetti." I said.
"My bad lil bit." He said laughing.
"So who cooked you this? Cause you can't cook." I said.
"Nobody. My friend." He said.
"So did nobody cook it or did yo friend cook it?" I asked.
"Got damn it. My friend." He said.
"Where she at. Let me say hey." I said.
"Minnie no." He said.
"Daddy let me say hey." I said.
"Man damn. Talk." He said.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hello? You must be minnie?" The lady asked. She sound nice.
"Yes. What's yo name?" I asked.
"You can just call me tip." She said.
"Okay cuteee. So how long you and my daddy been dating?" I asked.
"Ight. You fucked it up." My daddy said.
"I'm dead." I said laughing.
"Yo sister told me the news." He said.
"Man Kali talk too much." I said.
"She damn sho do. Don't play with me lil girl. Take this chance while you got it." He said.
"Daddy no. And Ian finna go through all this explaining again. I don't want to. I accepted my life at this point so it is what it is." I said.
