One night in Manhattan

Journey to the past

*FLASHBACK TO ZAC'S SENIOR YEAR IN COLLEGE*

It was 2 am on a Wednesday night. Zac and Jordan were just getting back from the library. Midterms were coming up quickly, and they both had chemistry exams in the morning. they'd only been inside for just a few moments when there was a pounding on the front door. Thinking it was a friend who wanted to get cursed out, Jordan took his time getting to the door. When he finally made it to the door, he swung it open expecting to see someone standing on the other side. Instead, he was confused to find a plastic storage bin with the lid slanted on top if it, and two bags. Jordan examined the bucket and gasped when he saw what was inside. A baby. A tiny living baby lying on top of blankets asleep. Jordan looked up and down the hall again expecting to see someone playing a joke on him and Zac. Zac came out two minutes later to see who was at the door and found Jordan just standing there.

"Yo, who at the door?" Zac called out behind him. He had changed out of his clothing and was wearing basketball shorts and Nike slides. Jordan didn't answer as Zac stuck his head in the refrigerator looking for something to drink. "J. You good?"

"Zac. there's a baby at our door."

Thinking he misheard him, Zac asked the question again. "Who?"

"Nigga a baby!" Jordan said looking up for the first time. Zac came over to see what Jordan was talking about.. and sure enough. There was a baby in a bucket in front of their door. Zac picked up the container wile Jordan brought in the two smaller bags. They were both flabbergasted. Jordan looked for his phone to call the police, but Zac called out to him after going through the bags. There was an envelope inside. One of the sheets was a birth certificate and the other was a letter addressed to Zac.

"what the fuck?" Zac exclaimed after reading the letter.

Jordan came to where Zac was standing and took the letter from him reading it for himself.

The letter wasn't long and got straight to the point.

I'm sorry to do this but I have to think about my future. Zac' she your daughter. Please don't contact me.

Jordan looked at the "letter" again looking for wards that weren't there. Zac took out the birth certificate from the envelope, scanning it for details. Anything to let him know that this was a prank or a joke.

"Bro!. what the fuck? Zac." Jordan said trying to make sense of what was happening. "who baby is this?"

Zac couldn't speak. The words were stuck in his throat. He read the birth certificate at least ten times coming to a stop each time he got to where the father's name was listed. "Zachary Taylor" His eyes finally made their way back to the line where the mother's name was listed. "Amira Greene". He kept repeating the name, closing his eyes hoping to put a face to a name. he was drawing a blank. "Bro. Do we know an Amira?" He spoke for the first time. He could see Jordan also wracking his mental Rolodex for an answer. "Nah... " Jordan said after thinking long and hard. "Ohhh Facebook!" Jordan said pulling out his phone and going through his friend's list. Zac followed suit. Unfortunately for them, they both came up empty in their searches. "Pass me the birth certificate." Jordan commanded. He read over the certificate and started counting on his fingers . OK. She's only two months old. So how long does it take a baby to be born...9 months! Ok so boom.."