Michael POV
"I come from Bedstuy.... Where niggas do or they gon' die! Gotta keep the ratchet close by! Someone murdered nobody see nobody heard it."
My youngest and second youngest walled in screaming Lil Kim. Jasmine laughed and joined in. Now I have three girls screams profanity in near every line. Letyy hugged me and Jasmine looked jealous. One year, as kids, she fought Letty because Letty spoke to me. Weird but Letty emerged from that fight looking twisted. I love my kids but...
"Hey, bro." Zayne hugged me.
"May I ask why are ya'll yelling?" Cherokee came in. Jezell was on her back.
"Because we thugs." Letty answered.
I laughed and went back to reading. Jasmine sat on the floor next to me. She used to hold my pocket as a kid because she had to let people know that I am hers. She said that's how people claimed each other in jail. Jasmine was a weird child.
"Daddy, where mommy?" Zanye asked.
"She's..." I began.
"Right....................he......re..........right here......" Whitney sang.
Letty hugged her and Zaye kissed her cheek.
"So your kids are all here." Letty said after a greeting was giving to Brandon. "What are we gonna do? Hmmm...."
"Ride some rides?" I suggested.
"Ride horses." Jasmine smiled.
"Ride a d...." Letty began.
"Ew." Whitney layghwd.
"Mommy don't act like you don't know. I know you and Daddy used to be crazy when y'all was young."
I busted out laughing ad left the living room. If its one person that is a outspoken person, Letty is it. Jasmine followed and being sane people we began cooking lasagna.
-boring rite ?
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-ChunkyMonkey
