The Don Divas...Living By Any Means Necessary by Twenty First Street Urban Editing

Author:Twenty First Street Urban Editing [Editing, Twenty First Street Urban]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: 21st Street Urban Editing & Publishing
Published: 2010-11-17T05:00:00+00:00

The Funeral

The prison van pulled up at the church with Young Boy. Everyone welcomed his presence and walked behind him into the church. He was allowed to sit on the first row of the church with the rest of family. He took it very bad while Sharay was the stronger one. She wanted to hold her little brother and comfort him but she wasn"t allowed to touch him. The church was very crowded as expected. People were sitting in the aisles in folding chairs because all the seats were full. Mrs. Johnson had a smile on her face as if to say she was happy. She laid there looking as if she was just resting. The pastor spoke very highly of her and so did many others who knew her. Sharay was surprised to look up and see the Don Divas sitting in the back of the church. She was even more surprised to see BayBay because she had been talking trash about her new found religion. Sharay recited a poem in remembrance of her mother. She didn"t shed a single tear as she spoke. Everyone admired her strength. The choir sang songs of comfort as everyone viewed the body. The funeral was short and sweet, something Mr. Johnson requested. He didn"t want a long sad funeral. He knew that"s what his wife would have wanted. The family led the way to the burial ground. She was buried next to her mother and father.

After the funeral everyone went to eat at the family"s house. Sharay prepared most of the meal. She made plenty because she knew that there would be plenty of people at the house. Everyone sat around and ate and spoke good about Mrs. Johnson. Sharay went up to her mother"s room to rest. She was overwhelmed and very restless. Something told her to look under the mattress as she lay on the bed. She listened to her instinct and lifted the mattress. What she saw blew her mind. It was her mother"s will and insurance policy. The will stated that Sharay be given a hundred thousand and Young Boy be given the same. She also read in the will that all of her grandkids be given fifty thousand a piece. The house was going to be given to Sharay if anything was to happen to Mr. Johnson. Sharay fell to her knees and thanked the lord. Her father came in the room wanting to know if everything was alright because he heard a lot of noise. “Daddy did you know about all the money mama left behind for me, Chris and the kids?

“ Yeah baby. I knew about it.” He said sitting on the edge of the bed. “Your mama wanted to make sure that when she left this world that y"all would be alright. “Just make good use of that money.” Mr. Johnson left the room because he felt himself getting ready to cry. He hated for anyone to see him cry. He always believed that men didn"t cry.

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