I went into the restaurant and got me something to eat and the whole time I was thinking about what Tiffany had said a few minutes prior. What kinda shit was this, there was no way I was about to tuck tail and go back and call Shania. To top it off Dee just called me and told me she was pregnant by some dude and not just any dude some baller type dude. Dre was gone kick her ass and possibly oh Boi, this shit was bananas. I was so distraught I couldn't even finish my lunch I jumped in my car and headed to the mall for some light shopping. I ended up spending more than I should but it made me feel better if only for the moment. I bumped into this fine ass sister and she caught me while I was a lady I still pulled the tomboy card and got them digits. I had that b itch melting like butter in her draws. I headed home and took me a much needed shower and looked over some paperwork.
I got a call from Celine letting me know that the work day was going fine and that Artijane' was looking for me to discuss a case. After talking to Celine I called Artijane' and she basically wanted to know what were we going for on Tuesday. I simply told her I wanted the bastard fried and missing his balls. Artijane' laughed and said she was on it and by Tuesday he would be missing more than his balls when she got done. I then stretched out on the sofa and picked up my remote and started my movie when I realized I need to call Dre.
The phone rang at least three times before he picked up "What!" I looked at the phone and then took a few short breaths and said "Boi, it's your momma" he cleared his throat and said "I apologize Ma, What's up...?" I took a breath and asked "Have you heard from your sister...?" he forced out a breath and said "Yea I talked to her and I promise you when I see Oh Boi. I'm kicking his ass Ma, on everything I love Ma his ass is whopped" Now I had to sit up and take charge "Look Dre you’re out there to get an education. You already know how we do if there's a problem we call who....?" and in unison we said "Uncle Pookie" with that said I continued on "I don't need you fighting and shit because I know you nigga" I could tell he was thinking too hard because it was taking him too long to speak. "Dre...? I know you hear me nigga....Dre...?" he sniffled and I knew it was over "Dre...?" he sniffled again and he then said "Naw Ma, this twin we talking about fuck that....Momma I gotta go" I was still trying to reason with him when he slammed the phone down "Dammit"
I got up and poured me a shot of Patron and then my intercom buzzed it had to be the new door man Chris. "What's up Chris...?" he stuttered and said "Ms. Long there is a package here for you" I had to think about what could it possibly be when I gave up and said "Is it all possible for you to bring it up...? He hesitated at first and said "Sure, on my next break" I cleared my throat and said "That would be fine" and that was that I went and sat my ass down to finish watching "Training Day" when my house phone rung. I snatched it up on the first ring "Hello," I thought it was Dre but instead it was Ms. Harden "Ms. Harden, What's wrong...?" she was breathing kinda erratic and I knew what was up "I'm calling the ambulance and sending them to your address" she still didn't say anything "I'll meet you at the hospital" I reached over and grab my cell and called the ambulance and gave them Ms. Hardens address. I then tried talking to her but she had done hung up the phone. I grabbed a pair of sweats and a wife beater I thru on my tennis shoes and headed out the door. I shot pass Chris on the way to the garage while he was yelling about some package. I jumped in my truck and hauled ass to Cook County Hospital.
I rushed inside Cook County like a mad woman I approached the nurse's station and asked "I need to know where to find Ms. Sheila Harden...?" the nurse started striking her computer keys and a few minutes passed before she said "We don't have a Sheila Harden here" I looked at her and said "look lady, they brought her in via ambulance" she looked at me and said "Ma'am there is no one here by that name" I was about to snap when the ambulance pulled in and on the stretcher there lay Sheila Harden swollen and out of breath. I followed the gurney to exam room 8 and there I asked all the questions needed and I soon found out that anxiety attacks was the least of Ms. Harden's worries she also had high blood pressure and a sure sign of being a diabetic. I stayed with Ms. Harden for a few hours and then I went home. On the way home my cell phone rung and it was LAPD telling me that my son had been arrested due to a dispute inside a local club. I soon arrived home I packed a few things and headed toward O'Hare Airport once I bought my ticket and was headed to my gate I ran into Shania. Shania had a look of shock on her face you wouldn't believe I passed thru security and Shania approached me. "What's up Shania...?" she looked at me and asked "Is everything OK...?" I shook my head yea and stood in line to board my plane. Shania looked at me and made and attempt to apologize, I then threw up my hand and said "Not right now Shania I'm not in the mood for apologies" I boarded the plane on my way to sunny California.
