No Home Training by Ms. Michel Moore

Author:Ms. Michel Moore [Moore, Michel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-02-26T05:00:00+00:00

Brother Rasul

“Hey, Fatima, how you doing?”

“I’m well, Kenya.”

“That’s good. Is Brother Rasul around?”

“He’s out in the backyard.” Fatima acted as if she had some sort of an attitude for Kenya calling.

“Well, are you going to get him or what?”

“Yeah, in a minute,” Fatima huffed. “But first me and you need to talk.”

“Oh yeah!” Kenya wasn’t stupid and knew where this bullshit was heading. “About what?”

“Well, I talked to London.”

“And?”

“And don’t you think you’re being just a little bit unfair?” Fatima asked expecting an honest answer. “That is your sister.”

“Don’t you think ya ass need to stay out my fucking business? You must have me all the way twisted! Just because you my sister’s little friend and Brother Rasul running all up in that don’t give you the right to jump off into mines! So back off!”

“Listen, London is my girl, so that makes it my business!”

“Bitch, please! Go on back to school!” Kenya dismissed her. “And put ya man on the line!”

“That’s right, Kenya, you said it correct, my man!”

Fatima hung up in her ear and didn’t answer the three more times that Kenya tried calling back. Needless to say, there’s more than one way to skin a cat. Kenya dialed Brother Rasul’s cell phone and he immediately picked up.

“As-Salaam Alaikum.”

“Hey now, Brother Rasul.”

“How’s life in Dallas? I’ve been following the news and wondered when you’d call.”

“You know me like the back of your hand don’t you?”

“Yeah, I guess you can say that, huh?” Brother Rasul grinned. “Now what do you need, little sis?”

“Well, you know Storm?”

“Of course I do.”

“Well, I know you don’t really try to get off into the other side of the life he’s living but we need your help once again or we might lose everything.”

“You said we,” he strangely questioned. “I got the impression from Fatima you two weren’t doing so well.”

Kenya turned her lip up at the thought of Fatima’s big mouth running about her personal matters. “Are you talking about that mess with London?”

“Yes, Kenya, I am.” He was truthful and didn’t hold any punches when speaking.

“To keep it real. Naw, I’m not happy about it. Who would be? But that don’t have nothing to do with me.”

“Come on, sis, it has everything to do with you. Now if you can promise me you’re gonna stay with that man and forgive him and maybe your sister’s transgressions then I can help him. Other than that I wouldn’t feel completely comfortable making the introductions.”

“Me and him gonna stay together and get married really soon,” Kenya honesty promised knowing she was about to try to get pregnant. “But as for London, I ain’t gonna lie. Me and her ain’t dealing.”

“Well, I’ll pray things one day change for you and your sister.” Brother Rasul respected Kenya’s word and gave her the go-ahead for her and Storm to fly out east to Detroit so they could all discuss business face-to-face.

When Storm came downstairs to eat an elated Kenya hit him with the good news. “Hey, babe. How was your shower?”

“I needed that.

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