IN THE AFTERNOON THE NEXT DAY
"Baby you remember when Paul came to me talking about being in the NBA?", I asked coming downstairs holding Papa.
"Yeah what about it?"
"I think I want to do it"
"That would be interesting", she said walking into the kitchen.
"Why you say it like that?", I asked following her.
"Because you're always going to be gone, like a lot and I'm going to miss you"
"Man if we get into it you gone be ready for me to leave"
"No I won't, how could you say such a thing?", she asked acting all innnocent.
"Debbie be real, you already know that when you get mad everybody be feeling yo wrath"
"Not even..."
"You just got mad at Papa yesterday for calling you fat, which you were being eating all the food"
"Okay that wasn't nice at all, you don't call your mama fat, even if she is eating a lot, and I was upset because I was starving and I'm pregnant"
"Stop blaming my baby on yo greediness"
"I'm not even greedy so I don't know what you're talking about"
"Girl you the greediest woman I know, pregnant or not"
"Mama greedy?", Papa asked looking confused at 'Xavier.
"Yes, mama very greedy"
"No her not", Jaidyn said busting through the kitchen door like he the man of the house or something.
"Uh huh mama eat to mush", Papa said getting down.
"No mommy have a baby in here tummy thas why supid"
"Shut up for a punsh you", Papa said yelling at Jaidyn.
"Hey knock it off you two, d*mn acting like y'all grown", I said separating them.
"Hey, watch your mouth", Debbie said hitting my chest playfully and standing on her tippy toes to kiss me.
We all ate breakfast and we cleaned up while the boys played with their toys in the kitchen.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Ugh, who'd you invite over today 'Xavier?", Debbie asked putting away some dishes.
"Nobody who'd you invite?"
"Apparently nobody if I was asking you"
"Aight well I'll get it"
I opened the door and it was Ms. Yvonne and Mr. Charles.
"Hey 'Xavier, is Debbie here?", Ms. Yvonne asked hugging me coming in.
"Yes ma'am she's in the kitchen"
"Oh alright, I see you here looking comfortable, you and Debbie finally make up boy?", Mr. Charles asked coming in closing the door behind him.
"Yes sir we did"
"Good, I was tired of coming here and it was just dark and depressing and she had a bunch of tissue just everywhere eating a bunch of junk food"
"It was that bad?"
"She was worst than a fat girl with a broken heart on a Saturday night. Her mama had to drag her up the stairs to take a shower and leave the house"
"For real? How long she do that for?"
"The whole time y'all broke up, I can't believe y'all hung in there that long. When y'all aren't together everybody know. Man our life be hell"
