"Sir why are you always so interested in what I'm doing...Dont you have other students to tend to?" Wynter asked as she clinged to the books in her hands,
Mr. Raines chuckled as his eyes scanned his favorite student. It was never his plan to fall f...
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"What do you mean she's not crying Wynter?" I ask trying my best not to panic.
Isn't she supposed to do that normally?
When babies come out they cry, right?
"I don't know Chez she's just not crying, how the hell mi fi know!" I know she's scared but what can I do from here. I'm just approaching the Toll coming from Mobay.
I'm silently praying that God saves my babygirl because I don't know what I would do if I lose her. I've been waiting to meet her, for her to let me know what it's like to be a father.
"Is she breathing?" I ask her.
A few seconds pass by before she responds.
"I don't know, but she doesn't look dead to me."
Jah Jah,
Wonder if Maleek can help, he spent a few years in pre med before he dropped out to start his own business. Him must know more than me.
I add him to the call and watch the line ring while trying to pay attention to the road at the same time.
Mi just a pray seh him ansa the phone.
"Yow, yuh know a wah time bredda?"
"Mi nuh give a f*ck bout dat yute, tell mi weh yuh do if a woman push out a baby and it nuh cry?"
"Wah?"
This bredda sound like him deevn wake good.
"Oyyeee!" I yell.
That's when I hear crying coming from Wynter's line.
