Too Salty: Ain't a Damn Thang Changed (Part 6) by Aleta Williams Page A

anyone. As he waited, he hopped that someone had updated information on Jazz. The last he heard from Mrs. Brown was that Jazz called and she had no idea what hospital she was in. She also informed him that the phone hung up before she could try to get more information. That confirmed that Calvin was behind her secret disappearance.
    “Listen up,” the CO announced. “When I call your name, line up against the wall for visit.” Hearing the word visit got a few inmates ready. They knew for a fact that their chicks had come to visit them. There were a lot others that didn’t even acknowledge the CO.  They had no one coming to see them. The CO called two of the three that were on the phone. Ken hurried over before someone beat him to it. He snatched the phone off the receiver, cleaned it with his shirt, and checked for the dial tone before making his call. His first call was to Pastor G. “Cox, line up,” the CO ordered just as the phone rang. Ken quickly hung up the phone and got in line to be escorted to the visiting area.
     
    Colisa sat in front of the glass window waiting for Ken to walk out. She had been calling the jail day and night checking to see if they were off lock down. When she got the news that morning that she was free to visit, she booked both days. She couldn’t wait to see and talk to Ken. Colisa rubbed her hands through her bone straight hair. She mushed her lips together to make sure she still had on lip gloss. Her tummy did butterflies, and her smile was big as the ocean and bright as the sun when she noticed the inmates making their way into the visiting area.  Damn, there sure aren’t that many blacks , she thought as she watched mostly Latinos and a few Asians take a set at their designated window. There goes my baby . She smiled harder when she saw Ken. Even with no haircut and a grown out beard, he was still sexy to her. For some reason, the jail uniform turned her on. He looked thuggish and that was what she liked. Ken wasn’t happy to see Colisa. He really didn’t fell like being bothered with her. She was starting to be a problem that he didn’t need. Just the day before he received five letters from her. After reading the first two with her confessing her love, he tore the rest of them up.
    Ken picked up the phone and wiped it with his shirt. Co lisa already had her phone to her ear.
    “Hello Sweetie, it’s good to see you.” She smiled.
    “What’s up, Colisa?” 
    Colisa ignored his dry tone. “Armando sends his love. He is doing well. He’s on house arrest and hasn’t violated not once.”
    “That’s a good look.”
    “Oh , and I got two interviews lined up. I know I will get an offer.”
    “That’s good. Good luck.”
    Colisa cleared her throat. “Did you get the letters I sent?”
    “Nope,” Ken lied. He didn’t feel like talking about it. He really wished the t hirty minute visit would hurry the fuck up and be over with.
    “Baby , we can’t wait until you come home. I have a surprise for you.”
    “Colisa, first of all , I’m not your baby. Don’t call me that.” She looked shocked.
    “Ken , I know you’re stressing about being in here. I’ve been praying, I know you’ll be out soon. And, when you do, I’ll be right here to pick you up and take you home.” She placed her hand on her tummy. “I miss you so much.”
    “Colisa , what the fuck are you talking about? You ain’t coming to pick me up. I ain’t going to your house or none of that. I ain’t your man. I am your friend, but you keep on with that bullshit, I won’t be that.” Ken’s mind flashed back to the night they had sex. He knew he shouldn’t have done it. He regretted that he didn’t find another way to relive stress.
    “Ken , stop it, just stop acting like that. I haven’t done anything to you but love you.”
    With a frown on his face , he looked at Colisa like she was crazy. “You been drinking or something?”
    Colisa laughed. “No , silly, why would you say