Chapter Twenty

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September 2001:

Shea came by, and wanted to spend some time with me. I mean who wouldn't? He was rubbing my feet, as I was eating on Fruit Loops.

"Do you ever think about moving?" Shea asked.

"I love Atlanta, why?" I asked.

"I just got a new crib in New York," Shea responded.

"Uhh, what about me?" I asked. It's like he wasn't being considerate, whatsoever.

"What about you?" He asked with an attitude.

"I'm your girl, Cube. Do you think I'm going to pack up my things, and leave for New York? I hate that place, and I don't want to be there."

"You acting like you gonna live there, permanently. I just got a role for my movie, and so I'll be there for about four months. No biggie. You're the only person in ya family, who lives here. Traci lives in Maryland, and all your other siblings live in California. New York not that bad." Shea explained.

"9/11 just happened.." I said rolling my eyes.

"Keep rolling ya eyes like that, next thing you know, they'll be stuck." Cube said, making me chuckle.

"Oh whatever, but I gotta pray on it, alright?" I said.

"Yeah, yeah..tell God, that I said wassup."

"You heathen.." I laughed.

"Well this heathen gotta go, now. I'll talk to you later." Shea said, kissing my lips. I know he loves me, and I love him, but it's too soon to say I love you. Everything is happening fast, and I need to keep up.

"Denim, come on and come out already. I wanna meet you." I said, poking my stomach.

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