BOMAW Vol. 7-9 by Mercedes Keyes

Author:Mercedes Keyes [Keyes, Mercedes]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

To be continued....

Chapter 189

It was early morning—they'd made it back to Chicago, but was forced to stop. Now together in Bart's truck, both men were tired, eyes burning, no longer fit to be on the road. "Dad, I think we should run by Sylvia's mom's and take a rest. We can drop into Jake's place, check on Benjamin, take a nap."

"I'm with you, let's do it."

With Shawn driving, they went directly there, parking on the side street and walked to the front of the building, entering the tall wrought iron gate, up the stairs and rang Lydia's doorbell. She was surprised to see them there, and eagerly invited them up.

"We really appreciate this, Lydia, we just needed to stop before we headed home." Shawn explained.

"Ya'll ain't got to explain. Anytime you travelin' and we halfway between, pull on in here! Ya'll hungry?"

"As my son said, we need the rest. As for food, I'm not one to lie down on a full gut." Bart joined in, smiling.

"Me neither, I'm the same way." Lydia smiled.

"By any chance, is Benjamin still here?" Shawn asked. During the trip, he'd been filling his father in on what was happening between the three. How Benjamin was at a stage where he was insisting to know who his real father was, because of all the things he'd heard over the years. Bart sighed, he figured it was normal that one would, all things considered.

"Sure is. Boy ain't doing nothing but laying around, watching TV and eating. He did cut the grass in the back for me, though, and the front, too; clean it up real nice. He even volunteered to paint our window sills. It need it, he say he'll scrape it clean and put a fresh coat on. Look like that chile gone be here for a while." She informed them both.

"You mind if we head down there? We'd sleep there as well." Shawn explained.

"That's yo' brother's apartment! He pay for it—ain't no reason for you not to! G'on down there, ya'll can come and go as you please down there, less he say different. I don't see him sayin' different, though." She went on, leading the way to the back door so they could head down the stairs. "You know the way down, Shawn; just knock on the door, he down there."

"Thank you, Lydia, we really appreciate it."

When they passed Ms. Earthaleen's, she of course snatched her door open, peeping out. "Who ya'll?"

Shawn grinned, "It's me, Ms. Earthaleen, Shawn? Sylvia's husband? This is my dad, Bart."

She peered through the opening of her door at one, then the other. "I see, good mornin', sir." She spoke to Bart, he nodded and returned, "Good mornin' to you, Ms. Earthaleen." Using her name as his son had pronounced it. "Ya'll come to see 'bout that boy downstairs? He too young to stay cooped up in that place for so long…somethin' ain't right 'bout that boy - he ain't playin' loud music...he ain't sneakin' no girls in... I'd know, 'cause I been watchin'.

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