Young 18 year old Viola is in love. She plans to make way up North to Harlem. Set in the 1920's she is faced with difficult decisions. Leaving Alabama with the love of her life she is faced with hardship and is forced to grow up while still a kid.
I was hanging with the boys in the living area playing dominos while I sent Rose to accompany Nola.
Rose came on to me...no I didn't cheat but I did twist the hell outa her wrist.
She is someone I really don't trust but she knows better she's seen what I do to people from the inside spreading shit.
I told Nola be careful round her don't trust her at all.
From the corner of my eyes I saw Nola in a silk robe walking out of our bedroom chamber door.
"Baby.." she said rubbing my shoulders.
"Come lay with me" she whispered in my ear.
I snapped my twice in three rows.
We walked in the room and shortly after three of my most trusted guys walked in and their backs facing us.
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So many times I hear niggers getting raided while butt nekid fucking that wasn't going to be me.
"How was your day" I asked holding onto her. "Birthday is coming up" I said gripping on to her.
Learned her birthday the day we signed the marriage license. May the 14th 1910.
"Ah yes I'm excited, first real birthday celebration" she said looking up at me. "But something isn't right about that man who came into the shop and with Big Sandy." She added.
"What you mean Nola? a set up?" I looked down at her.
"I don't know but she's always asking questions and I see them next day in the papers." She said shrugging her shoulders.
She's right ever since that bitch started working for her our private life is on the papers now I punished Nola for telling someone then realized she's a woman they always talking and planning shit. And she doesn't have friends here.
Yep I've changed I'm not the same Lil Willie who left Alabama. Ive become more and more ruthless.
The coke didn't change me but it opened my eyes. I now see why people do certain things and I'm no longer nieve.
I take this money seriously now will I ever stop I don't know and as of right now I don't care.
"You want me to take her out?" I asked honestly.
"No...somethings gotta give."she said.
Things have gotten much more serious and I needa protect my wife and my unborn child then my enterprise.
"I got your birthday at the cotton Club!" I said breaking the silence.
"Really?" she squeals "but doesn't it cost 1.50 for dinner??"
