"Babe, I've been thinking a lot recently."
"About what?" Omari asked.
"My grandmother..." I trailed off, noticing his countenance. Omari knows what happened with my grandmother and I when I was a teenager, and let's just say, he wasn't too pleased about the situation.
"Why Desiree? Don't you remember what ha-"
"I know Omari," I cut his sentence short. "It's just that I want to show her how much I've accomplished because before everything happened, she always pushed me, always believed in me, and now I just want to show her I'm a success." Anytime I talk or think about my grandmother, anguish and heartache always consumed my well-being.
"Is this something you really want to do?"
I sighed. It's either now or never. "Yeah, even though I'm feeling a little apprehensive about it." Omari took my hands into his and looked deep into my eyes.
"Well, I'll be right there with you through everything." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a hug. He wrapped his hands around my waist, returning the hug, then pulled away to kiss me sweetly.
"I love you, Mrs. Grandberry," he whispered.
I chuckled at his corniness. "I love you too, Mr. Grandberry."
At least I know one person truly does.
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Evolution
General FictionGrowing up without a parent or guardian can be hard and remembering the times you did can be even harder. But once you're determined to make something of yourself and not have your future children go through the same struggle, it can all be a walk d...
