love her.” Thank God for my cell ringing, because Jeremy’s definitely saved by the bell right now. It’s Rah, and right on time, too.
“Excuse me. I need to take this,” I say, going into the bathroom and shutting the door.
“We’re not through, Lady J,” Jeremy yells back. How did he become such a cocky jackass in a matter of minutes? He’s too much for me to deal with sometimes.
“Hello,” I say, ignoring Jeremy’s response and trying to shield Rah from hearing him. I close and lock the bathroom door to make sure I don’t get a surprise visit from my unexpected guest in the living room.
“I have someone here who wants to say hello to you,” Rah says. I sit on the closed toilet seat waiting for my surprise.
“Hi,” the sweet little voice says through the phone, instantly melting my frustration and making me smile. How is it that babies can make even the worst situation better?
“Hi, Rahima,” I say in my sweetest voice. “How are you, baby girl?”
“Fine,” she says. I can’t believe she’s saying another word. It’s only been a couple of weeks and already her vocabulary has grown. I can see why Rah doesn’t want to miss another moment with her.
“Okay, she’s gone. Elmo’s on and you know you can’t compete with a little red monster,” Rah says, reclaiming the phone from his daughter. His voice sounds happier than it has in a while, and I’m glad for it.
“I know that’s right. So where’s Sandy?” I ask, not that I really care. I’m just glad Rahima’s back safe and sound, her mama be damned.
“She’s in jail,” Rah says. Well, I didn’t literally mean she can be damned but it looks like the universe granted my request anyway.
“Jail? What happened?” I want to laugh out loud, the shit’s so ridiculous, but I know this isn’t the right time for it. Besides, I don’t want Jeremy to overhear my conversation in any way, shape, or form. Who knows what wannabe sage advice he’ll come up with next?
“She got pulled over in Pomona last night while driving a stolen vehicle, that’s what happened. I told the bitch not to mess with me. Now she’s really done it.” And I know how far Rah can go when he gets really pissed.
“Damn, that’s rough. Was Rahima in the car with her?”
“Nah. Rahima was at her great-grandparents’ house. But Sandy did have some nigga in the car who had a warrant and got caught up with her. Oh well.” My sentiments exactly.
“So what happens now?” I hope Rahima doesn’t have to go back to Pomona until this mess is straightened out. Knowing Sandy, she’ll try to drag this out in court as long as possible and in the process find a way to blame it on Rah.
“Well, for now I’ve got my daughter back and that’s all I really care about. I’m sure Sandy’s grandparents will bail her out eventually. And I still have to go get my grandfather’s car from the impound and bring it back down here, but I don’t want to take Rahima with me if I can help it.”
“I’ll keep her if you want,” I say before I can even think about it.
“ Jayd, you’d better not. That isn’t your responsibility,” my mom says all up in my conversation. Even if I can’t tune her out I can still ignore her.
“I wouldn’t ask you to do that, Jayd. Besides, I know you haven’t been feeling well and I don’t want to put you out like that,” Rah says.
“Exactly. You have enough to deal with and you need to be resting. Ignore me all you want to, little miss, but you know I’m right.” My mom momentarily gives up on her mission and let’s me finish my conversation.
“You better bring that baby to me,” I say, rising from my seat and glancing at myself in the bathroom mirror. I look a mess, but fortunately Rah has seen me look worse.
“Jayd, are you okay in there? You need a magazine or something?” Jeremy says through the closed door. I almost forgot he was in the living room. I push the mute button on my phone before Rah can hear my
“Excuse me. I need to take this,” I say, going into the bathroom and shutting the door.
“We’re not through, Lady J,” Jeremy yells back. How did he become such a cocky jackass in a matter of minutes? He’s too much for me to deal with sometimes.
“Hello,” I say, ignoring Jeremy’s response and trying to shield Rah from hearing him. I close and lock the bathroom door to make sure I don’t get a surprise visit from my unexpected guest in the living room.
“I have someone here who wants to say hello to you,” Rah says. I sit on the closed toilet seat waiting for my surprise.
“Hi,” the sweet little voice says through the phone, instantly melting my frustration and making me smile. How is it that babies can make even the worst situation better?
“Hi, Rahima,” I say in my sweetest voice. “How are you, baby girl?”
“Fine,” she says. I can’t believe she’s saying another word. It’s only been a couple of weeks and already her vocabulary has grown. I can see why Rah doesn’t want to miss another moment with her.
“Okay, she’s gone. Elmo’s on and you know you can’t compete with a little red monster,” Rah says, reclaiming the phone from his daughter. His voice sounds happier than it has in a while, and I’m glad for it.
“I know that’s right. So where’s Sandy?” I ask, not that I really care. I’m just glad Rahima’s back safe and sound, her mama be damned.
“She’s in jail,” Rah says. Well, I didn’t literally mean she can be damned but it looks like the universe granted my request anyway.
“Jail? What happened?” I want to laugh out loud, the shit’s so ridiculous, but I know this isn’t the right time for it. Besides, I don’t want Jeremy to overhear my conversation in any way, shape, or form. Who knows what wannabe sage advice he’ll come up with next?
“She got pulled over in Pomona last night while driving a stolen vehicle, that’s what happened. I told the bitch not to mess with me. Now she’s really done it.” And I know how far Rah can go when he gets really pissed.
“Damn, that’s rough. Was Rahima in the car with her?”
“Nah. Rahima was at her great-grandparents’ house. But Sandy did have some nigga in the car who had a warrant and got caught up with her. Oh well.” My sentiments exactly.
“So what happens now?” I hope Rahima doesn’t have to go back to Pomona until this mess is straightened out. Knowing Sandy, she’ll try to drag this out in court as long as possible and in the process find a way to blame it on Rah.
“Well, for now I’ve got my daughter back and that’s all I really care about. I’m sure Sandy’s grandparents will bail her out eventually. And I still have to go get my grandfather’s car from the impound and bring it back down here, but I don’t want to take Rahima with me if I can help it.”
“I’ll keep her if you want,” I say before I can even think about it.
“ Jayd, you’d better not. That isn’t your responsibility,” my mom says all up in my conversation. Even if I can’t tune her out I can still ignore her.
“I wouldn’t ask you to do that, Jayd. Besides, I know you haven’t been feeling well and I don’t want to put you out like that,” Rah says.
“Exactly. You have enough to deal with and you need to be resting. Ignore me all you want to, little miss, but you know I’m right.” My mom momentarily gives up on her mission and let’s me finish my conversation.
“You better bring that baby to me,” I say, rising from my seat and glancing at myself in the bathroom mirror. I look a mess, but fortunately Rah has seen me look worse.
“Jayd, are you okay in there? You need a magazine or something?” Jeremy says through the closed door. I almost forgot he was in the living room. I push the mute button on my phone before Rah can hear my
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