A Hitta for Christmas by AJ Davidson

Author:AJ Davidson [Davidson, AJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AJ PRESENTS
Published: 2021-11-20T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Holly Daye

When we got inside of the house, Seizans didn’t hesitate on being by his mom’s side. From holding her hand, listening to her soft-spoken voice while doing his best to comfort her. Everything had me seeing him in a different light and her too.

I tried to keep my distance because my first encounter with her, had me ready to walk home…to Mississippi. Today she’s different. Her voice held the weight of the world in it. Sadness mixed with a touch of peace.

Whatever is wrong, by her words she knows that her time is slowly approaching. I’ve never lost a parent so I’m unsure on how to comfort him. I never met my grandparents on either side of my family. Kind of weird but it always just been my mom and dad.

I’ve always craved to have that close knit family. My best friends Robin and Lisa were like my sisters. Losing them sent me into a dark hole and the only person that got me out was Kari.

I missed so many days of work and that girl was at my door more than a Jehovah Witness. Day in and day out, she checked on me, and prayed for me until I came out of it.

“Hey, can you sit with her for a minute? I need to step out the room and talk to Nurse Jones.” I looked around the room knowing no one was there but us so he was talking to me.

“You sure? I don’t want to aggravate her.”

“I’m positive, just sit next to her. She may not speak much but sometimes a person’s presence is all a person need.”

I don’t know why that made me smile, as a flashback of me saying those very words to my mom, played in my head. When he walked out of the room, I walked slowly over to the chair that Seizans just left from. The entire time, she silently eyed me until I got closer. She taped the bed requesting for me to sit there instead.

“You’re not going to hit me, are you?” A low chuckle came out of her mouth, followed by heavy dry coughs. Picking up the cup of water beside the bed, I held the straw to her mouth so she could drink some.

“Better?” I asked before placing the cup back down once she nodded yes.

“Can you braid?” Mrs. Greitins whispered.

“Yes ma’am.”

“Grab that comb off my dresser and that hair grease.” Doing as I was told, I grabbed everything I needed. Carefully, I took a seat right next to her. Her fine, slightly shedding hair felt like silk between my fingers.

“How do you want it.”

“I ain’t got much, so make that look cute. Once you are done, I want you to put my wig on for me. I’ll be seeing my Maxwell soon and there’s no way I’ll be able to show him what he’s been missing, if I look like I’ve been on the back of a milk carton myself.”

“Maxwell?” I questioned.

“Yes, my husband. He’s been waiting for me and lately I’ve been trying my best to get to him.

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