Highest Rank In Spiritual #18
Andre Brown's life has sunk into a never ending black hole. Nothing seems to be working out for him and he has no answers why. His faith in God has gotten him as far as being in and out of homeless shelters. Forcing his...
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"Thanks Martha." Stephanie turned over her shoulder as Martha pressed her lips together to form a smile. The bedroom door closed shut leaving the two in silence. Stephanie was taken aback from the large perimeter of the bedroom. Comparing the size of the bedroom to her actual two bedroom apartment, she felt like she was in a castle like setting. The interior of the home was not only impressive downstairs but in the bedrooms also. Stephanie then realized that Andre's family must be loaded with money, it made her even question how Andre could be so homeless—but she already knew everything she needed to know.
Cari found herself absorbed into her tablet as she found a comfortable spot on the end of a leather couch. Her hat, scarf, and gloves still keeping her body warmth, she didn't feel the need to remove them. "Mommy are there any kids here?"
"I'm not sure sweetie, we just got here. Are you hungry?" Stephanie watched her daughter entertain her tablet more than the conversation she had just started, sighing she wanted to tell Cari give the tablet a rest.
"Hm, yes. Do they have chicken nuggets, but they have to be dinosaurs-"
"Baby we aren't at home, we are guests at someone else's house. Whatever they make, we better just eat, okay?" Stephanie plopped onto the king sized bed, hauling off her large boots and rolling on her fuzzy festive socks. The room was oddly chilly, she'd have to grow accustom to the atmosphere. The bedroom door creaked open, Andre waltzed in with a bottle of water and shut it behind him. Gulping down a long swig, he took a breath and offered some to Stephanie as she shook her head no. "Cari wants nuggets." She couldn't help but laugh at her daughter's request.
"Chicken nuggets? Girl that's all you eat, you're gonna turn into one." Andre joked removing his hoodie from over his head, his shirt came up with the hoodie too—revealing his torso but he managed to tug it back down.
"Me turn into a chicken nugget?" Cari's attention finally diverted from the tablet and onto Andre, they truly were best friends.
"Yeah, and you're so adorable I'm gonna have to eat you up." His jokes wild' up Cari so much she was laughing uncontrollably before he even approached her to smother her in wet kisses and hugs. Stephanie loved the sight of their joy, she could get used to seeing this everyday. "Baby, Martha cooking some pot roast I think, I highly doubt this picky little girl is going to eat that." Andre plops Cari onto his knee and wraps his arm around her tiny body.
"It's snowing heavier now, there's no way we're going back out today. She'll just have to eat it." Stephanie decided with a soft voice, her undid the buttons to her jacket and she slipped it onto her luggage. Andre nodded and complied, placing Cari onto the couch once again where her attention attended back to her tablet. He carried himself to the dresser that was designed into the wall where the tv was also installed right above. Opening up a couple of drawers he digs into his bag placing a few outfits inside along with personal items.
"Martha seemed very nice baby."
"Nothing like I remembered," Dre paused, "Glad she welcomed us with open arms. I wasn't even expecting that reaction out of Joseph." He chortled.
