Chapter Twenty Five

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December 2001:

It's been a week since I've had Denim, but life couldn't be better. I'm currently promoting my Christmas album, which comes out Christmas Eve.

My mother has stayed with me, to help me with Denim. I've been scared to hold him, but I have to bond with my son.

"Do you think you'll ever find another man?" Mommy asked. My priority is my son, and I can't think of having a man in m life.

"Ma, I don't want to think about that. Denim is number one on my priorities list. Keri will always number one–"

"But he's dead, no offense Toni." Mommy said.

"Mommy," I cried. "How could you?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to come out like that. It's just–that I don't want you to end up, exactly like me. A woman who's lonely and bitter." Mommy explained.

This divorce not only broke up my parents, but my family as well. We don't see our dad anymore, and my mom always talks badly about our father. He really screwed up.

"I won't end up like you. I'll find a man who loves me, and will accept Denim as his own. He's not going to have any father figure."

"Well, pray that God will send you a man, who treats you like you're the only girl in the world. Even though I do think, all men cheat." Mommy said.

"You're right, Ma."
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Dreams about Keri and Aaliyah are an every night thing. I see both of them wearing all white, just admiring Denim.  Two of them were my best friends, and now they're both gone, forever. I can't wait for Denim to ask me about his dad, so I can explain to him, things his father has done. Aaliyah loved Denim, which showed me, she was a compassionate godmother.
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