The Sequel to Burns&Bruises
Embark on a poignant journey with Maleek Montique, once a baby now a man shaped by a traumatic past. Thirteen book years post the Burns & Bruises saga, witness the evolution of the once tiny baby into a formidable figure...
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Thursday, February 27th 5:20 pm 📍NMIA, Kingston 🇯🇲
𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚟
Janelle's head moves around as her eyes desperately search for me amid the growing crowd. Groaning, I watch as she leans against Aunty's car in her school uniform.
Coulda swear mi tell Jan seh a tomorrow mi a land
Her eyes glisten at the sight of me, her legs marching in my direction.
She rushes into me, wrapping her hands around me.
"Did your flight get moved up to this evening?" She asks, hands still wrapped around me as I roll the suitcase to the car.
I ignore the question, my mind busy with all the things I have to get out of the way to make my permanent migration to the States seamless.
Aunty pops the trunk and I dip a bit to lift the light suitcase into the trunk.
I'm only spending a weekend to get some school things in order.
Bar nah frig up my chances of getting my scholarship come September.
Need Willy to sign a document and put in a good report for me and then I should be on a flight back to Miami on Monday, ready to start life.
A job, school pending and away from this cursed island.
Janelle drags herself to the opposite side of the passenger door, entering the vehicle with me.
She lays her head on my chest, her hands snaking around my torso. I look away from the road ahead and to her crown.
"Is this how it will be going forward?" She mumbles and I pull my brows together.
"How what will be?"
She leans her head back into my shoulder our gaze meeting. Her lips smack together before she lets go of a deep sigh. "Me only seeing you once a month and only for a weekend"
I stare at her desperately trying to find the glint that had seized my attention that day.
"Weh yuh duh tuh yuh hair?" I change the topic noticing that it's curler than usual.
Her eyes light up and she pulls away, her hands going to her head of hair pulling a strand.
"It's just a wash and go." She leans into me, her face just inches from mine. "I'm surprised you noticed."
