21 and ready for law school -- Aisha's eyes are finally opening to see the true darkness that lies inside herself and Delontae. What will she do about it??
"I know you don't understand, but you gonna have to understand, he's my man now.. he let you go a long time ago... you betta back down, before you get smacked down, you betta chill.. you can't get in the way, of what I'm feeling..."
SONG: GETTIN' IN MY WAY BY JILL SCOTT
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I stare at the card I just pulled from the mailbox... my high school, class reunion is this Christmas Break.. I brush my fingertips across the elegant little postcard..
Of course I can't go. I stare at the crystal vase of flowers right across from me..
Go and flaunt my money and handsome husband.. who was supposed to be my daddy and is way too old for me.. I stare at my desktop and the admissions tutorial for Columbia University Law School, that I pulled up to watch...
What if I don't make it? I rub my stomach absentmindedly.. I look down at my arm..
They ain't gonna let me in.. I gaze at the happy go lucky White, young people on the 'campus life' page.. I won't even fit in. Straight from the hood, with no parents. And what will I write about.. I'm an orphan..
I breathe out when my son climbs into my lap, giving a damn about my laptop.. I rub his head and he grabs my computer.
"Oh naw, doonk. You can't tear this up," I tell him.. sticky ass fingers..
I get up and grab my son to give him a bath...
I think about the last time I tried to hang out with Spelman students. Shit, they were Black and I still felt out of place..
"I got that job at Layton Pharmaceuticals? I'm going to hang in there for about 3 years and learn everything I can until I can get the ups and my license, and then I can just branch out from my dad's pharmacy on my own," Clarise Richardson explained while we ate that day..
"What you got planned Aisha?" she had asked, and all heads turned to me..
"Child please, do you see that rock? She's married to money. She can just sit her degree on the fireplace and show bitches she aint dumb at cocktail parties," Stacy Durant took up for me when she saw my face, and they all laughed. I was grateful, that she saved me, but at the same time, I was pissed at myself for not having a plan.
"Law school. That's what I want," I remember telling them after I thought about it.
"With a husband and three kids? It's reachable -- but you gotta hang in there girl, that shit is going to be difficult. My sister tried it? It took her forever, she went through all that shit, to finally pass the bar and wind up divorced," Clarise had let me know-- my baby all of a sudden goes wild with his toy and splashes me with the water-
"Doonk!" I say and he's gigglin' so hard I just smile. I grab my phone when it rings. It's Armani. I wonder what the fuck she wants?
