Page 9 of The Prodigy 2: Rise of a Queen

I grabbed my towel and wiped the sweat off my forehead. “You know what? I actually thought about you the other day.”

“So you do miss me.”

“Nah, I was thinking about the night my pops got shot.”

She got quiet, and then she got an attitude. “Why you always go back there? You can’t change the past, Kari. I be so sick of tryna make you see that.”

“It came up for a reason,” I explained. “I’m just tryna deal with it the best way I know how to.”

“Well, long as you know it wasn’t your fault. The game is the game, right? Wasn’t nothin’ you coulda did to stop it.”

I closed my eyes and nodded. Just hearing those words was making me feel better. I wish my mama had said them at some point, but I guess it never crossed her mind.

Kinda fucked up, now that I thought about it.

“Look, I appreciate you callin’. Take care of yourself.”

She sucked her teeth. “That’s it?”

“What you want from me, K? Spell that shit out.”

I could almost hear her smiling. “I want that fat, juicy dick in my mouth again, that’s what I want. I wanna swallow you whole, Kari.”

Fuck.

“Have a good one, K.”

I hung up.

Wasn’t easy, but I did it.

Cuz another thing my daddy taught me was that you can’t have no outside hoes in the mix when you dealing with the woman you love. He never said that to me, though, like all the other advice. I learned that one by example. With his own actions, he showed me what exactly what not to do.

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