I’m here to see that no matter what happens you become the grown women and men you keep claiming to be. My granddaughter, Jayd is here to help as well.”
I don’t know what it is he expects me to do but I’m here, even if I don’t want to be. Daddy’s always trying to get me more involved in his church as if I don’t have enough responsibilities to deal with.
“Ain’t nobody claiming nothing,” G says, squirming in his seat. “I am a grown ass man. Ask your girl,” he says to me, grinning.
“Have you no shame, young man?” Rita says, getting up out of her seat and smacking G on the leg with her church fan. “Watch your mouth around Pastor James. He’s a man of the cloth. Act like you’ve got the good sense God gave you and use it to shut up.”
I can’t help but snicker at little Ms. Rita checking the big and almighty G. She’s a little old lady with a lot of spunk and one of the few church ladies that doesn’t work all of Mama’s nerves.
“Being a grown man is about more than getting this so-called respect you all claim is owed to you. It’s about owning up to the responsibilities that life brings your way. It’s about honoring yourself and those around you. It’s about honoring your word.”
G catches my ey e and makes an inappropriate tongue gesture. Before I can check his nasty ass my site locks onto his and I’m in his mind. I can see him walking past Esmeralda’s house late at night, her crow landing on his shoulder and pecking him in the neck. G swings at the bird but it flies away before he can get to it. Once the bird is safely inside, Esmeralda takes the blood from its beak, drops it into a vile and then mixes it with something else. She then places the liquid onto a male voodoo doll and pins a tiny satchel onto its body. There are also four other dolls next to his who remind me of Misty, her mother, Emilio and his godfather, Hector, a priest in the religion who also has a bone to pick with Mama.
The image skips to G selling ecstasy and other pills on the street. After he collects the money, Esmeralda manipulates him through the doll to bring the money back to her house. She gives him a bottle of pills and sends him on his way with G none the wiser that she’s actually pimping his ass out. When he finds out what’s really going on all hell’s going to break loose.
“Jayd, did you hear me?” Daddy asks, snapping me back into the present moment. “I want you to lead the reading. We’re in First Corinthians.”
I look at G who doesn’t seem to notice that I just left his head. Do I tell him what I just saw? I don’t know what to do with the information but it must’ve been given to me for a reason. I’ll have to wait and ask Mama when she wakes up this evening. As always, she’ll know what to do.
“Nature's in all things. We can't be separate from creation because we are a part of it, including our minds."
-Jayd
Drama High, volume 10: Culture Clash
~8~
A BLESSING AND A CURSE
After the church session is over I rush around the corner to Dr. Whitmore’s office. I know that he and Netta are in the back working feverishly on a way to help Mama. I have to tell them about my vision right now before any of it fades. I know it sounds far-fetched and I can’t prove a thing yet but they need to know exactly what we’re dealing with. Mama’s sleep walking vision was on point. Esmeralda’s taken her war with Mama from the spirit world to the streets, damn the innocent victims.
“It’s happening again, Jayd!” Netta screams at me upon entering the otherwise serene space. “Esmeralda’s got her sleepwalking, that evil witch!”
“How?” I ask, scared as all get out. I take out Mama’s voodoo doll and empty the contents of the bag the old priest made for me to throw
I don’t know what it is he expects me to do but I’m here, even if I don’t want to be. Daddy’s always trying to get me more involved in his church as if I don’t have enough responsibilities to deal with.
“Ain’t nobody claiming nothing,” G says, squirming in his seat. “I am a grown ass man. Ask your girl,” he says to me, grinning.
“Have you no shame, young man?” Rita says, getting up out of her seat and smacking G on the leg with her church fan. “Watch your mouth around Pastor James. He’s a man of the cloth. Act like you’ve got the good sense God gave you and use it to shut up.”
I can’t help but snicker at little Ms. Rita checking the big and almighty G. She’s a little old lady with a lot of spunk and one of the few church ladies that doesn’t work all of Mama’s nerves.
“Being a grown man is about more than getting this so-called respect you all claim is owed to you. It’s about owning up to the responsibilities that life brings your way. It’s about honoring yourself and those around you. It’s about honoring your word.”
G catches my ey e and makes an inappropriate tongue gesture. Before I can check his nasty ass my site locks onto his and I’m in his mind. I can see him walking past Esmeralda’s house late at night, her crow landing on his shoulder and pecking him in the neck. G swings at the bird but it flies away before he can get to it. Once the bird is safely inside, Esmeralda takes the blood from its beak, drops it into a vile and then mixes it with something else. She then places the liquid onto a male voodoo doll and pins a tiny satchel onto its body. There are also four other dolls next to his who remind me of Misty, her mother, Emilio and his godfather, Hector, a priest in the religion who also has a bone to pick with Mama.
The image skips to G selling ecstasy and other pills on the street. After he collects the money, Esmeralda manipulates him through the doll to bring the money back to her house. She gives him a bottle of pills and sends him on his way with G none the wiser that she’s actually pimping his ass out. When he finds out what’s really going on all hell’s going to break loose.
“Jayd, did you hear me?” Daddy asks, snapping me back into the present moment. “I want you to lead the reading. We’re in First Corinthians.”
I look at G who doesn’t seem to notice that I just left his head. Do I tell him what I just saw? I don’t know what to do with the information but it must’ve been given to me for a reason. I’ll have to wait and ask Mama when she wakes up this evening. As always, she’ll know what to do.
“Nature's in all things. We can't be separate from creation because we are a part of it, including our minds."
-Jayd
Drama High, volume 10: Culture Clash
~8~
A BLESSING AND A CURSE
After the church session is over I rush around the corner to Dr. Whitmore’s office. I know that he and Netta are in the back working feverishly on a way to help Mama. I have to tell them about my vision right now before any of it fades. I know it sounds far-fetched and I can’t prove a thing yet but they need to know exactly what we’re dealing with. Mama’s sleep walking vision was on point. Esmeralda’s taken her war with Mama from the spirit world to the streets, damn the innocent victims.
“It’s happening again, Jayd!” Netta screams at me upon entering the otherwise serene space. “Esmeralda’s got her sleepwalking, that evil witch!”
“How?” I ask, scared as all get out. I take out Mama’s voodoo doll and empty the contents of the bag the old priest made for me to throw
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