Richmond,Virginia|9:43AM|September 28th
Bryson in the mm.
Teneshia suspired straightening out Amaron's tiny silklike suit, she kneeled down before his eyes placing a sweet peck upon his forehead.
"It's gonna' be okay Ron, okay?" Teneshia assured her other piece as he just look into her eyes. Deep down inside, he knew what was going on and he knew his grandmother wouldn't be returning anytime soon.
Amaron simply nodded his head grabbing onto his mother's hand cupping it tightly. "Mommy I wanna go see daddy." Amaron whispered while him and his mother slowly approached the glass doors embedded with a cross. A white man stood labeled and hooked to the cross.
"Who's that?" Amaron pointed to the white man with the long hair and the cloth wrapped around his pelvis.
"Amaron that's someone who you should love." Teneshia surd back to her son opening the doors fully.
The millions of heads turned to face Teneshia while they took their seats and scattered around the godly environment.
"Hey babyeh'!" A sweet New Orleans voice bellowed out to Teneshia grapsing her into a tight hug and Amaron watched intently debating on whether to hit the old lady or continue watching.
Teneshia wrapped her arms around the woman hugging her back before taking a step back and grabbing Amaron's hand once again.
"How ya' doin' since ya' know.. ya' muva' passed away?" The lady inquired rubbing Teneshia's back.
"I'm okay." Teneshia lied through gritted teeth pulling Amaron up onto her hip.
"Awe! This ya' little babyeh' ya' had a couple years ago?" The woman cooed grabbing Amaron's little hand and rubbing it.
He small smiled unsure of if she was harmful or not.
"Yes this is his bad self." Teneshia chuckled kissing his cheek. "Say hi Ron." She ordered.
Amaron waved laying his head onto her warm chest. He felt her heart beating a mile per minute, it would be a miracle if it didn't burst out her chest.
"He's tired. He's not use to wakin' up early." Teneshia cackled and the lady joined in.
"I see." The lady laughed. "Well da' fruneral' startin' soon so imma' get meh' a seat." The woman rushed off.
"Okay Mrs. Bal!" Teneshia called after her before turning on her heels to the man who still has her heart.
"Daddyyy!" Amaron sang reaching for Bryson, Bryson chuckled grabbing onto him and stacking him on his hip.
"Glad you could make it Tiller." Teneshia smiled giving him a hug.
"Just for you Moore." He smirked pulling away and they turned their separate ways.
"I wanna thank everyone for coming out today to support our mother, Sera Louden Moore." One of Teneshia's brother's, Vincent thanked over the microphone while his other two brother's stood behind him along with Teneshia.
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"How you been sis?" Vince requested information eyeing Bryson in the passenger's seat.
"I've been gettin' by, I guess. How bout' you Vince? You look real muscular now nigga." Teneshia complimented laughing afterwards and Vince joined in eyeing her.
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One More Than She Knew
General Fiction"When it rains it pours, but God don't give you shit you can't handle! Be'lee dat'!" That was so very true! Until, Teneshia R. Moore is faced with a busload of problems and her masqueraded spectacle of life has her rolling on edge like a bowling bal...