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too?”
    “T... T... Tim, it’s me, Tee. Can you hear me?” He squeezed her hand giving her an answer. She looked back at Terri in amazement. “He can hear me Terri!”
    “Yes, he sure can gurl! He’s also told me he’ll be waking up soon.”
    Tee looked back at Tim. “Well get you some sleep Lil’ Brother,” she said kissing his forehead. “I love you.” When Tim heard the words I love you he squeezed down tightly on Tee’s hand. “OUCH!” she said.
    “Oh, I forgot to tell you about the ‘I love you’ subject. He’s very sensitive to those words,” she said smiling.
    “I see that now,” Tee said rubbing her hand.
    Tee and Terri talked about Lil’ Ty and the salon for most of the day. “You know Terri, your clients are some of the most loyal people I’ve ever seen. They won’t let me or El do no more than wash their hair. Mrs. Alsbrooks perm has been gone for two weeks but she won’t let anyone touch her hair. She looks like a chicken,” Tee said making them both laugh.
    Trapped in his own world, lying peacefully on what felt like a cloud, Tim heard everybody’s voice that came into his darkness. Whenever someone would tell him to wake up he would raise himself up and walk toward a light that seemed to be right in front of him. Only the light seemed to have legs of its own. A familiar voice entered his darkness as he lay on his cloud. It spoke, “Tim, I got out of The Game because of this very reason. I lost Umar over nothing. I almost lost you the same way. But you’re blessed with another chance. There are many people here who love you homie. Everybody’s fingers are crossed except mine. Cause I know in my heart that you’re coming home. You and a few others are the only ones who knew my colt had a brother, but it’s time that a lot more get to meet him. Whenever you decide to wake up have Terri page me homie. Oh yeah, you better marry her homie. She wifey material.”
    “Wait... Wait... Don’t leave homie. Take me with you.”
    “In due time my son,” another voice said. “In due time.”
     
     

Chapter 15
     
    “ Dreaming Of the Get Back”
     
    June and Q rode through Wadesboro coming from Charlotte. After stopping by the mall to see his friend Kris they headed back to Rockingham. Coming through The Boro’ they came up on Salisbury Street and went straight into creep mode.
    “Man I aughta light this whole mothafuckin’ block up,” said June.
    Q told him to pull over into a parking lot. Q usually didn’t let his cockiness guide his intentions but he had been feeling like the old Q lately. They pulled into the mini-mart’s parking lot. There was a group of women standing at the pay phone. “Yo’ watch my back homie,” said Q. “I’m a holla at these ho’s. If you see anything funny wake Mac up nigga.”
    “Aiight homie, but you better be duckin’ 'cause I’m killin’ bitches and all.”
    Q spoke, “What’s up Dina, Neese, and you...”
    “My name is whatever you want it to be,” she said giving him her hand.
    “Aiight shawty, I’ll just call you mine from now on. But you can call me Q.” She was smiling from ear to ear. “Dina can I holla at you for a minute?” said Q.
    “Sure. Excuse me y’all,” she said eyeing the chick without a name the most.
    “Yo’ look Dina.. .
    “Look Dina my ass Q,” she said. “Why you trying to push up on that bitch in front of me?”
    “Damn Dina, stop tripping, you know I’m only fuckin’ wit’ her. Anyway, what’s good?” He said patting her on her ass.
    “Oh nothin’,” she said now sounding all sweet and shit.
    “Look I need a favor from you ma.”
    “Anything you need just let me know Q? I got you.”
    “Aiight ma, page me any time after nine and make sure you already got the room. You need money?”
    “Nah I’m straight Baby.”
    “Aiight get at me,” with that said he walked by the other two girls giving them a wink and a nod. “Damn that bitch do got a fat ass,” he thought.
    Jumping back into

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