This story follows a young woman by the name of British whose mother was tragically murdered by sources unknown, this causes her to move back to Jamaica temporarily bringing back old flames she thought she already placed behind her.
Date started: Oc...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
┏━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┓
Problems
┗━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┛
BRITISH SMITH|24
I spent almost a week dealing with the candlelight preparations as well as getting pictures of Mommy printed to put on a memory altar.
I chose photos of her and me along with some that had Jayda and Auntie Soniya in them and I knew this was going to be an issue in the long run, my aunt never really liked how close I was with Soniya but that never mattered. This was mom's moment and if anyone had something to say dem can guh suck fi dem mother. Dead or alive.
Mom's church sisters also wanted to be involved so I had them move the march spot, we'll move from the church to the house and that's where we'll spend the rest of time eating food and talking about all the memories we shared with my late mother.
Everything was in place and everyone was ready, down to the guests for next week's grave digging was scheduled.
It all seemed like a rush because that was how it felt deep down, tomorrow was going to be surreal. Our family, Marsia specifically wanted the funeral out of the way and I could only imagine one reason as to why.
The will. It was supposed to be read on the day of the funeral so they would find out who everything went to. In all actuality I had no business permanently staying in Jamaica, they could have the house for all I cared but the last thing they were going to do was try to tell me how and when to bury my mother over inheritance.
There was no set date yet for the funeral nor the nine-night celebration and I am intentionally keeping it that way. I needed two months at most to finish up the plans and I was not about to change that for a soul. Marsia and ar hungry belly pikini dem can wait.
I grabbed a cup and made myself some mint tea then peacefully sat around the table but the second I went to put the cup to my mouth there was a ping with a notification popping up on my phone.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
