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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Sunday, March 8th 7:10 am 📍Clarendon
𝚉𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅
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"When yuh plan fi tek off the wig and wash yuh hair?" At Shyla's question, I shift my eyes to her gifting a shrug.
She squints and pauses—the iron in the air. "Suh yuh nah come school tomorrow" My eyes flicker between my uniform on the rack and the pile of baby clothes stacked neatly to the side thanks to Aunty Shyla.
I shake my head resting my phone on the bed as I slide under the covers more.
"Serious thing?"
"Mi inna pain Shy, more than likely I will just go to the doctors and then come home come study." She clicks her tongue bobbing her head in understanding.
She resumes ironing, swinging her hip from one side to the other providing me entertainment to cheer me up as baby Girl hasn't eased up off me one bit.
Pain a rock mi leff, right and centre.
Straightening my legs to hang a bit off the bed, I rub the tense area beneath my belly.
Shyla chuckles loving to see how uncomfortable I get.
"It feels as if she has grown more since last week. A swear mi no have no more space fi she grow." I groan, slapping my hand down hard on the bed irritated.
Back aching ridiculously bad, I pull for another pillow padding it up against the other already there. "Mi back a murder mi Shy and I'm not even big like that" I complain and Shyla pauses the ironing of baby girl's clothes and walks towards me.
"Maleekah baby" Shyla teases and I quickly swat away her hand.
