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📍: Francine's House.

 FRANCINE KELISE DOGULAS| 49

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FRANCINE KELISE DOGULAS| 49.

Why him come a ask mi bout this now fada God and where him coulda possibly find out dis?

Taking a deep breath, I cleared my throat before I began speaking.

"Neil, him wife, yuh fada and me was close frenz..."

~ Flashback ~

23 years ago.
📍: Spanish Town.

"suh yuh nuh plan fi tell him seh ya breed? yuh belly a start show ino Francine" Paris fold her arms looking over at me with raised brows.

"kiss mi teeth, Julani a just four mi nuh feel mi ready fi another pickney right now and mi tell yuh that already suh mi nuh know why yuh keep on a ask mi" hissing my teeth once more, I rolled my eyes walking away.

Lester and I was finally in a good place and neither of us was ready for another child, it just wasn't time for that especially with how the place was running.

Walking through my community, I stopped and watch the boys playing football for a few seconds before walking off.

"France!" I heard a familiar voice shouting causing me to look around seeing Neil.

He was Lester's right hand and Paris' Boyfriend.

"Lester I thought I made it clear that we shouldn't be talking anymore" I rolled my eyes crossing my hands over my chest feigning annoyance.

"Mhmmctt" he fanned me off "weh yuh mean stop talk?when ya carry mi ute ina yuh belly?" he whispered rolling his eyes.

Sighing, I turned on my heel and started to walk in the direction of my house.

Why him affi seh that? Mi feel bad already seh mi give Lester bun but not only that have a pickney pan him wid him best fren.

By the time I reached home, I could feel the tears welled up in my eyes.

"All yuh duh a fucking bawl, bawl, bawl, ya wa Francine" I said to myself wiping my eyes.

Just as I was about to pull my front door, it swung open revealing a girl my age all messed up smelling fishy causing me to scrunch my nose up.

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