Time fi you

60

Tristen Escoffery
Next Day

"Dadaaa." Daeja shouted as she spotted me leaning against my car. Mi a pick her up from school, she nuh know seh mi fawud back yet. This a the first mia see her from mi come back and of course like every other time,  mi a get emotional.

What if mi neva see her again? Mi daughta woulda fatherless. Mi shake mi head fi get rid a all mi negative thoughts them. Mi deh yah now suh everything gov.

Mi meet ar halfway and she run up innah me arms. Mi give her a tight squeeze.

She pulled away and pointed her small hand in my face. "You're in so much trouble."

Mi laugh at her and she start glare pan mi which cause mi fi stop e laughing.

Weh mia guh tell her seh mi deh now? She nuh dumb. Mi naah guh lie to her, mi juss naah guh gi her the full details.

"Fawud." Mi tell her holding out my hand for her to take. She grabbed my hand with her tiny one.

Mi walk round to the passenger seat and put her in, mi put on the seatbelt and closed the door then went to my side.

As mi get in mi try fi explain to her wah happen.

"Mi been through some things weh nuh pleasant." I started and all of her attention was focused on me.

Mi try fi rack mi brain fi see wah the hell mi fi tell her seh.

"Yuh know them show deh when smaddy get kidnapped a that did happen to mi." I told her and she raised her eyebrows.

"Kidnapped? Someone took you?" She ask and I nodded my head.

"Oh." Was her reply her attention was now off me and she turned her head to face the window looking outside. Mi nuh seh nothing and drive outta the school parking lot. Mi nuh need fi seh nothing else.

After a few minutes of driving she broke the silence. "So, like in the shows when they get kidnapped did someone rescued you?"

Mi nod mi head and she smiled showing off her two mising front teeth"I want to meet that person. I want to give him a gift for saving my dad."

And mi laugh "Ahh." Mi tell her. Mi nuh know wah Tony woulda like but a the thought that counts.

"So did you take care of them?" She asked and mi duh a double take pan her.

"What?" I asked her.

"Did you get rid of the kidnapper because if not they'll come back again. In the shows they always torture them, that's what you're gonna do?" She asked.

"Nuh worry bout that." Was my only answer. Why kids love ask suh much questions? Them curious bout everything.

I glanced at her and she was smiling weirdly. "A wahmu?"

"I got my answer. That's so cool. I'm gonna tell my friends that my dad is in the Mafia."

No but-

"No, Daeja mi neva seh that." I told her.

"Whatever." She replied opening her bag. She tek out the lunch bag and tek out waah chips and juice from outta it.