Keep It Movin' by L. Divine Page A

can only control your own actions, and right now all of your movements need to be focused on getting you to where you want to be.” In and out of my dream, my mom’s right. I need to keep it moving and get up out of here as soon as I can. This drama is giving me a headache and ultimately it has nothing to do with me.
    â€œThere she goes again,” Sandy says, rolling her eyes at me. “Rah, I don’t want Jayd and her strangeness affecting my daughter.”
    â€œShe’s our daughter and you’re the strangest one of all,” he says. I appreciate him defending me, but he shouldn’t talk down about Sandy in front of their daughter. That’s not good at all. Maybe if I remove myself from the situation it’ll be better for everyone and I can start right now. He was cooking breakfast initially and he can finish it. I’ve got to get ready for work. We can still make it by eleven, and that’ll give me a good six hours to make some serious cash.
    â€œI’m going to take a shower and get ready for work. Can you still drop me off?”
    â€œYeah, and I’ll take a look at your car when I get back. Just leave the keys with me.”
    â€œCar? If you got a car why do you need dropping off?” Why is Sandy all up in my business this morning? We haven’t had this much communication in years and she’s wearing me out. She’s definitely from the same tribe of ashe stealers as my daddy’s folks, I swear.
    â€œSandy, mind your business. Jayd, I’m going to walk Rahima out,” he says, making it clear to me and Sandy that she’s not a part of his equation, and I know that’s not going to settle well in Sandy’s mind. No matter how many dudes she may roll with, I know in the end she only wants Rah.
    I decide to take my time in the shower this morning to make sure the coast is clear of Sandy and her madness. By the time I finish getting ready, Sandy and Rahima are gone and Rah’s on the phone in deep conversation with someone.
    â€œAlright, ma’am. I’ll be sure to get you all of the info on Monday morning. Thanks again,” he says, hanging up.
    â€œHey, is this for me?” I uncover the warm plate to find a breakfast fit for a queen, complete with orange slices. I love it when he cooks.
    â€œBut of course. You need a healthy meal to start your day off right.” Rah steps behind me at the counter and reaches onto the plate, picking up an orange slice and putting it up to my lips for me to take a bite.
    â€œThank you,” I say, nervously. Whenever he gets too close my body heat rises and this is not the time for it.
    â€œWhat time you getting off?” Damn, I know he’s going to want to kick it with me tonight if he picks me up from Netta’s, and he’ll be hella suspicious if I say I don’t need a ride.
    â€œI’m not sure yet but I’ll call you when I find out.”
    â€œYeah, and we have to get your phone switched over so maybe we can do that later, too.” Why is he all of a sudden making definite plans with me for the whole day? What’s really going on?
    â€œSounds good,” I say, walking back toward the bathroom to make sure I didn’t forget anything. I’m so used to carrying around all of my stuff that it’s second nature to me by now to always do a once-over before leaving wherever I happen to be.
    â€œThe attorney said I have a good chance at winning custody, especially with Sandy’s history.” I hope Rah’s right, for everyone’s sake. If my dream is any indication of his reaction to losing Rahima again, I don’t want to be anywhere around if it happens.
    â€œI hope he’s right,” I say.
    â€œBut a little backup wouldn’t hurt.”
    â€œOh no, Rah. I’m not getting involved with this one,” I say. “The last potion I made for you didn’t take, and I’m not trying anything else, especially not