Isabella Mia Smith finds herself trying to regroup after losing her mother to cancer six months ago. Raising her beautiful daughter all alone after a drunk one night stand three years ago. She runs miles away from Cali to the big apple for a new sta...
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"Stop kicking my damn walls." I yelled at my son who was giving me a hard time this morning. "You didn't pay for anything in this house TyReek."
"You said this my daddy house."
The mouth of a 5 years old was out of this world, years passed and it seem like he just got worst. It's been almost six years since I lost his father and I was still hurt.
"I said this is our home meaning me, you and him. Stop trying to destroy everything in it." I said picking out his fade that's been growing like crazy.
"I don't want to go to summer camp I want to go with auntie Lay."
"All of your auntie have to work today so it's summer camp. I pay really good money for you to go there."
"Don't pay for me to go then."
"It's already paid for and that's where you are going. Do I need to get Sincere on the phone ?"
"No." He said shaking his head.
I picked him out a all black outfit with a little white. When I was always dressed good he had to look even better.
"Let me take your picture."
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"You wasn't even looking at the camera lil boy." I found my Gucci shoes and placed them on my feet. "We both dressed, you ready ?"
When I pulled up to the camp Reek took his time getting out I hate sending my son somewhere he didn't want to be at. At this point he didn't have a choice I still had my place to run and a appointment.
