Why Do Fools Fall In Love

5.

"Girl you coulda sent me to voicemail if you was gon sit up here and look like you lost ya damn best friend." Aunt Pam said.

"I don't know what you talking about. I'm not looking no type a way."

" Alright bye. Cuz you aint bout to kill my vibe. Im over here relaxing sipping on my wine and you looking all crazy on my screen."

"Noooo don't hang up. Its just that it seem like since I got down here all I been doing is working."

"Tommie Nicole Withfield. Please explain to me why you moved yo ass out there?'

"To pursue my dream of opening my own salon and expanding my wig line." Tommie mumbled laying flat on her bed.

"You said what? Speak up."

"To pursue my dream of opening my own salon and expanding my wig line." she repeated.

"Exactly so why the hell are you complaining about to much food being on your plate when your goal was to eat? You sound selfish right now Tom. God is blessing you at such a young age despite of the heartache you had to endure your making it. I know its hard at such a young age to have so much on your plate but this is what you wanted baby. Success and wealth comes to those who put that work in, and that what you been doing. Stay on your grind mama. How many wigs you sold this week?"

"five."

"And how many month to date?"

"fifteen."

"Thats seventy five hundred in one month Tommie. One month."

"You better snap out of this little funk and be thankful for the success you have already."

Tommie kept quiet because she knew her Aunt was right. This is what she wanted.

"Alright baby I gotta go. The rest of this bottle of wine is calling my name and I'm tired of looking at yo face. I'll talk to you later. Love you."