DING DONG
I sat up and grabbed at my clock on my night stand. Who in the world would dare ring my bell at almost 6 am. I stretched, and slid on my slippers, but not before grabbing the small snub-nosed that I kept in my top drawer. When I walked into the living room I could look through the glass oval in the door and see a male figure. I approached the door and on closer look I saw Leroi so I opened it.
“What’s wrong?” I asked half panicked.
He looked down at the gun in my hand, “Ma I’m not gonna talk to you while you holdin that cause you might be tempted to shoot me.
I laughed, “Boy get on in here ain’t nobody bout to shoot you.
He walked in and I headed to the kitchen to make coffee. “Now look, I was married long enough to know when there is trouble in paradise so spill it.”
He sat down at the kitchen table as I started on the coffee.
“Mama, I don’t even know how to fix the stupid stuff that I did.”
I turned on the coffee and sat down with him. “Baby, is it another woman?”
He nodded holding his head down to avoid his eyes. I lifted his chin up, “Leroi, I am not gonna sit here and tell you that you are wrong, going to hell, a bad person, or that I am disappointed in you. You know what was right and wrong when you did it and, I didn’t beat anyone down as a first lady, and as a minister I will not do it. I won’t pretend that I am happy with you, but I can honestly understand how it can happen. You and Vette are young. Yall re 22 years old, and a lot has happened. Nobody has a perfect marriage. I personally feel like you all should have dated other people first to make sure that you were ready, but I don’t have a dog in that fight. All I know is you have a beautiful baby that needs you, and I know you love my daughter. As rough as she talked to me today, it was what I deserved to hear. I want you to think about if this woman is worth it.”
I got back up to pour our coffee as he thought about what I said.
“Um mama?”
“Yeah baby.”
“The chick is a stripper.”
I almost dropped the cup I was holding, “Say what?”
“Yeah she was a stripper, but before you judge me just hear me out.”
“How you like your coffee?”
“I like it with sugar, and hazelnut creamer if you have any.”
I made our coffee and sat back down.
“Go ahead tell me bout the stripper,” I said stirring my cup.
