At Last by Eugene Bianca L

Author:Eugene, Bianca L. [Eugene, Bianca L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreams Fulfilled Publishing
Published: 2011-04-27T06:00:00+00:00

“Some people are made of plastic; You know some people are made wood, Some people have hearts of stone; Some people are up to no good.”

“The Dramatics? What you know about that?” I asked smiling before I took a sip of my drink.

“What you know about The Dramatics?” He replied beginning to laugh as he took a seat on the couch. I was seated on the floor.

“You like The Dramatics?” I asked surprised. They were my father’s favorite group.

“Why wouldn’t I?” He asked.

“’Cause you not from Detroit. How could you appreciate them?” I asked before giggling.

“How you know I’m not from Detroit?”

“Come on now. ‘Ma’?? ‘Playboy’? ‘Money’? How you dress, how you talk. It’s obvious.”

He laughed, “Well, you right. I’m not from Detroit.”

“Where are you from? New York? Philly?”

“Philly? Nah, cut it out. I’m from Brooklyn, baby girl.”

“How’d you end up here?” I asked taking another sip.

“When I was younger, I got into some trouble and I had to dip. I came here to live with my uncle. I was a knucklehead not doing shit with my life, so I went to barber school.” He explained before taking another drink.

“How did you end up with a shop?”

“My uncle passed. He left me this house and a little bit of change.” He said pouring more of the mixture in his glass.

“So with the money my uncle left me, I bought the shop.” He said before taking another drink. He rose from the couch and lay down on the floor next to me.

“What brought you to the shop?” He asked me.

“That’s a long story.” I said letting out a deep sigh.

“All we got is time.” He said looking into my eyes deeply.

“I moved away and ended up coming back to Detroit. I couldn’t get my old job back. My sister told me you were looking for a barber, so I figured didn’t have anything to lose.”

“Why did you move?”

“Dang, nosey!” I said laughing.

“Just wondering.”

“Well keep on wondering,” I said smiling. I didn’t know if he was drunk, but I was. The damn room was spinning. I guess I must’ve looked crazy.

“You straight?” He asked with a sly grin. He knew I was gone.

“Yeah, I’m cool.” I said standing up. Suddenly, I lost my balance and sat back down.

“Calm down, baby.” Cliff said smugly.

“I’m good.” I reassured him.

“You wanna lie down?” He asked beginning to sound genuinely concerned.

“No. I’m cool.” I said sitting up.

“So where’s your man at, Miss Morgan?” He said flashing that smile of his.

“Where’s your woman at, Mr. Andrews?” I retorted.

“I don’t have one,” He said matter of factly.

“Me either.”

“What? You? You bullshittin.” He said cracking up.

“Shut up, Cliff! It’s not that funny.” I said as I punched him on his shoulder. He grabbed it like he was really hurt.

“I’m just saying. I’m shocked.”

“Well get over it. And what does Cliff stand for anyway?”

He smiled, “Clifford…Clifton would be corny.”

“Clifford?” I asked smiling.

“Yeah, Clifford.”

“It fits you. How old are you, Clifford?”

He chuckled, “Twenty-nine.”

“Do you have any children?”

“No, but I want some one day.

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