AMIL's ANECDOTE

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"So, I was right this whole time?" Lloyd questioned from the other side of the phone. Despite it being a regular call and not FaceTime, Amil shook her head yes before answering her father's question, as if he could see the nonverbal response. "Yep...I saw her with my own two eyes." She answered while slicking her straight tresses back into a sleek low ponytail. Unsatisfied with how it was turning out, she released her hold and grabbed the brown wooden bristle brush to attempt to lay her hair even flatter.

"You think I should talk to her?" Amil asked. An entire night passed of Amil dissecting the peculiar encounter. Surprisingly, she was more upset with Yanira. Amil remembered asking her to tell her the truth, only for her to continue to lie. Upon further reflection, Amil was starting to wonder if the situation with Zion had her desensitized. Finding out your mother actually wasn't dead after being told that she was, was enough to send anyone through a spiral—but not Amil. To be honest, she was numb. Nothing truly surprised her, she was seeing for herself that this life shit was full of surprises.

"Yeah—just see what she got to say." Lloyd replied, causing a twinge in Amil's stomach. "I don't know...the whole thing gives me an eerie feeling. I don't feel too good about anybody that would fake their death." She replied.

"I get it, but you'll never know exactly why 'till you hear it from the horses mouth." Lloyd spoke. Amil couldn't deny the truth in his response. Suddenly, she fell silent as she focused on securing the ponytail holder around her hair. Once she was finished, she rested her hands on the counter and let out a sigh of relief. Her break didn't last too long, as her hairstyle still wasn't complete. Amil then grabbed a claw clip, and lifted her ponytail and secured the clip around the lifted ponytail, giving her a fanned look. She reached for her edge brush out of her toiletries bag and proceeded to softly lay her baby hair in their natural growing direction.

"The whole thing is creepy—how was she even hiding that good...the rest of the world still thinks she's dead." Amil spoke, breaking her focused silence. "Just like Tupac...I know that nigga ain't dead." Lloyd replied, causing Amil to kiss her teeth before letting out a light chuckle. She paused as she began to contemplate the situation and how she could use it to her advantage. At this stage in her life, she no longer wanted to allow her misfortunes to control her. Instead, she wanted to be the one controlling them.

"You think she'd be in my documentary?" Amil questioned, digging through her vintage Louis Vuitton makeup up bag in search of a tube of lipgloss. "Not if everybody think she dead...that's gon' be some crazy shit." Lloyd replied.

"That's the only way I'll talk to her." Amil announced. As bad as it may have sounded, it's where she was with the situation, and she didn't feel bad about it. She was sure that she would've been singing a different tune if she wasn't lead astray and forced to believe that her mother was dead. "Would you ever talk to her?" Amil asked her father.

"I ain't really got nothing to say—it's crazy cause there was a time in my life where I was pissed at her for pulling her first stunt, but as time passed, I realized it was probably for the better, and now I see that it definitely was...she don't seem wrapped too tight." Lloyd elucidated.

"That's why you gotta know people before you sleep with them." Amil passive aggressively spoke, causing her father to lightly chuckle. "That's true, I can't fight with you on that... I learned my lesson, though." He replied. Amil didn't have any more shady remarks for him, considering she believed that he'd truly learned his lesson. He was  married man now, a faithful married man at that.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. When Marie was sending out wedding invites, you and the young man in the army were still together—so he ended up getting one. This morning, we ended up getting a gift from him yesterday...he was the only one that actually looked at the registry, he sent the Hermes dish wear that Marie wanted." Lloyd announced, causing Amil's eyes to slightly enlarge. "The whole set?" She quizzed, eagerly wanting to know, though the question was asinine.