The Question of Him

I really did miss u

"Mommy is Terry tall?"

"Yes baby. He's tall like your cousin Calvin."

"Was he that tall when you were little?"

"Nooo, we were shorter like you and your friends."

She sighs and leans over, watching me glaze the lemon pound cake I made carefully. "Is he cute?" I stopped what I was doing and looked at her. "What do you know about cute?"

"You always say I'm cute. Is Terry cute too?"

I picked my mind out of the gutter and laughed it off. "Yeah he's cute..I remember when he use to have a big afro then mommy would put his hair in braids when he came back from the military. After that he had dreads, and now he cut all his hair off and dyed it blonde."

"Wow. I hope he make up his mind." She says seriously. I can't even manage a laugh before the doorbell is ringing. I told the front desk I was having a visitor so this has to be him. Amiyah gets down from the stool excitedly. "He's here! He's here!" She stands behind me as I open the door for him. "Welcome!" His smile instantly makes me feel nostalgic.

"Good evening beautiful ladies. I come bearing gifts." He leans in and kisses my cheek then gets down on his knee to hand Amiyah a gift wrapped box. She holds on to my hand as she comes from behind me. "Hello Ms. Amiyah. I'm Terrence and I hope you will accept this gift."

"Thank your Mr. Terrence." She takes it and kisses his cheek. He blushes like the sap he is and stands up, coming all the way inside. "It smells great in here."

"Thank you. I made your favorite dish and cake."

"Aw man, you didn't have to. I would've settled for your great taste in takeout." I playfully hit his chest as he laughs at his joke.

"Mommy don't hit." Amiyah scolds me as she puts her gift on the coffee table. "You're right baby. I'm sorry. How about you come help me set the table so we can start dinner?"

"Okay!" She runs to the kitchen as we laugh at her enthusiasm. "She already is reminding me of you."

"A lot of people say that. Take off your coat and get comfortable while we get everything ready."

"You don't want any help?"

"No, you're the guest. Enjoy yourself and relax."

Me and Miyah sit the bowls and silverware out. I bring the crockpot to the table and help her in her seat next to Terence. I can tell she obviously likes him from the questions she keeps asking. "Did you see Toy Story? Me and mommy saw it."

"No I didn't. How was it?"

"I liked Goofy Movie better. Are you moving here?"

"No I'm visiting your mommy because we haven't seen each other in a long time. The last time I saw you, you threw up on my shirt."