Mama couldn’t never reach her, Brother tried his best to teach her... She thinks she’s ready for the world... Just look at ‘daddy’s little girl.’ Daddy’s little girl Daddy’s little girl… She’s daddy’s little girl, Daddy’s little girl, Daddy’s little girl…

"Phabi, you know I hate to write. Fuck, why do you think I dropped out of Highschool? But I made you a promise. I promised I'd do anything to make you happy. And if that means writing you a story then so be it. My little Edgar Allen Poe." I began reading his notebook. "If the lights shut off and it's my turn to settle down, my main concern. Promise that you will write about me." I wept, wetting up Chris' notebook as I let the rose fall on his casket. The day was too beautiful for such a sad occasion. But, if anything this will be fuel to my fire. I will write about you Chris. And it'll be a damn good book.

I don't know if its the Hennessy or you, but that's how we started, and now we're addicted, So now its me, Hennessy and you.

August returns from a long tour to Mikaela and his daughter Abrianna. Mikaela is excited to finally have him home but an unexpected person returns soon after....and hell seems to follow as well. (Read Book 1 first - Baby By Me)