Chalkline's POV“Look how the man sharp fi him funeral,” I said to Czar.
“The man look like an expensive pequine,” Cross said.
“Unuh cut out the fuckery nuh man and Cross, please stay out of my wedding vows.”
“Nah man, yuh cyah tell me that after Tricia father drape me up this morning, bredda me inna everything now, make sure was room inna the house fi me.” Cross said.
“Bet he was looking for Garrick,” said Mystro.
“Him never give a fuck who him see with diss yah man this morning, me just salt.”
“Well Cross, glad it was you and not me because me cyah take the chattings.”
“Rass me really a get a married to Tricia?”
“Yeah man, yah turn big bwoy now, haffi guh call yuh Miss Byles now.”
“How yuh nuh call me Mr. Walker, Cross?”
“Bwoy, me wish me never have to call you at all boss, mi life woulda peaceful ” he answered. Shit was funny.
There was a knock on the door, it was Stacy. She poked her head in. “Hey fellas, Czar yuh look good. Garrick, can you come here for a second?”
“Everything good Stacy?” Czar asked.
“Yeah man, just need my husband for something.”
I placed my liquor on the table and excused myself. When I was out the door, Stacy pulled me a distance.
“Wah happen?”
“We have a problem, a big one.”
“Wah kinda problem?”
“Come with me.” She took my hand and led me to a room. When I got there I saw Queen, Heart, Love, LJ and Julissa.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Heart said Queen took the rings from him and said she was going to show them to Love.”
I looked at Queen. “Weh the man rings dem deh?”
“Love dropped them.”
“I didn't, Queen threw them!”
“Jesus have Mercy Garrick, me aguh pass out.” Stacy wasn't looking good.
“Queen, weh you do with the rings?”
“I was faking to throw them and Love made me drop them.”
“Garrick, me aguh kill har, me aguh put har back weh she come from,” Stacy said as she paced the room. I had to keep calm because today was not the day.
“Where did you drop them, Queen?”
“In the pool.”
A wah this God?
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“I can go look for it Dad,” LJ said.
“No, fling har in deh make she go find the people dem ring.”
“Stacy relax nuh, A wah do yuh man?”
“Garrick what you mean? Yuh nuh see what she did and she had no absolute reason to fucking do it.”
“A the last time me aguh tell yuh easy yourself.”
“Dad I never meant —”
Stacy made after her and I had to grab her back. “Look we don't have time for this and we don't have time to look for the ring. Just get the seizes of the rings. The wedding supposed to start in 30 minutes, try get 45 minutes to an hour.”
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A Dancehall Story - The Final Years. Part 1
FanfictionBook 10 will explore the power dynamics of the relation between Stacy and Chakline. The Final Years will be the last book in the series.