ILWMH [DISCONTINUED]

Visitor or Old Friend?

   My beeper went off causing me to wake up out of my deep sleep. I grabbed my pager off the nightstand and looked at the unfamiliar number. Shanya turned over and put the cover over her head. I sucked my teeth, getting up to get my cell phone. I carefully maneuvered my way through the dark house.

   I dialed the number, listening to it ring three times then a female voice answered.

   "Good morning, Lorenzo. Glad to hear you finally answer." I scrunched up my face, wiping the cold out of my eyes.

   "Man," I dragged. "Who are you and how'd you get the number to my beeper?," I continued.

   "Lorenzo, I have my connections. We need to talk. Meet me in a few hours," she said, certainly. What the hell is this crazy bitch talking about.

   "Listen, woman, whoever you are, Ion got time to play no games with you on my phone. Do you know what time it is?," I barked, before biting my lip.

   "5:47 in the morning, to be exact. Meet me at Roscoe's in a few hours. I say hmm, at 9:30, it's important. Bye, Lorenzo." She ended the call, leaving the dial tone ringing in my ear. I sucked my teeth walking in the room and throwing the phone on the bed. Today was not my day and this unknown lady is what I definitely don't have time for. As soon as I closed my eyes, Shanya's alarm went off making me sigh.

   "Oh my God, turn that off!," I yelled into a pillow. Shanya rolled over, getting out the bed and heading to the bathroom. I slammed my hand onto the clock to stop the noise. I glanced at the digital clock again, seeing 6:15 a.m. as the time. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to get a good ten more minutes of sleep.

   I was soon awoken by Shanya softly hitting me in the head with a pillow.

   "What's up," I mumbled into the pillow.

   "You need to wake up. Get Ali ready to go to your mom's. I called her last evening and she was willing to take him at 7:00," she told me applying some green paste on her face.

   I sighed getting out of bed, putting my blue gym shorts on. I walked through the hallway, stopping at the room at the end of the hall. I walked over to the crib seeing Ali with his eyes open staring at the mobile that dangled a teddy bear, a bird and a a couple of other miniature objects. When our eyes made contact he cooed and laughed.

   "Good morning, lil' villain. You ready to go to grandma's, hmm?"

   I picked him up, placing him on the changing table to give him a fresh diaper. I kissed his belly, and rubbed his cheek. I couldn't believe it, I finally had my first healthy child by my wife. It was all like a dream. A dream I didn't want to wake up from.

   I strapped the diaper on, seeing that it was a little baggy in the front. I didn't pay know mind to it until Shanya walked in eyeing the baby.
She shook her head, placing the baby back on the changing table.