The next morning, I was sitting at breakfast with Sam and Anaya, already laughing over random memories as we ate.
Just then, my phone started ringing. When I saw my aunt’s name pop up on the screen, my stomach tightened a bit
I hadn’t heard from her since I’d left her house that Sunday. Wonder a wah happen now
The sunday yuh nyam the oman food and deevn call fi check up the other day... (😒)
I picked up, trying to keep my voice casual. “Good morning, mi favourite niece!” she said in her usual cheerful way.
I rolled my eyes playfully even thou she can't see, “A mi a yuh only niece, unless yuh have others mi nuh know about.”
She laughed. “Nothing like dat, mi baby. But somebody tell mi seh yuh come here di other day wid suitcase. A wah happen?”
The playfulness dropped from my voice. “Yuh sista allegedly put mi out, seh mi fi go tek up man and come outta har place.” The words had a sting as I said them, feeling the mix of anger and hurt all over again.
Yuh mada affi guh dung
Some ppl just not meant to be parents yah mn
She paused, clearly annoyed. “Mi really nuh know wah happen to har, she need Jesus, mi cya even explain it. Yuh alright tho? Where yuh staying?”
I filled her in, telling her I was staying at a friends house but im currently out for my birthday.
“Yuh know mi have room up yah; yuh can come stay wid mi anytime,” she said firmly. “Mi nuh know why yuh never come live wid mi from day one. Yuh busy a live careless life a yuh dutty mada,” she added, clearly angry.
