The Candy Shop by Kiki Swinson

Author:Kiki Swinson [Swinson, Kiki]
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: African American - Urban Life, African American women, African Americans, Drama, Drug dealers, Inner cities, Street life
ISBN: 9781934157022
Publisher: Melodrama Publishing
Published: 2010-09-28T16:00:00+00:00

If it Ain’t One Thing, it’s Another

You will not believe it when I tell you that it only took Teresa and I three days to blow up all forty-five caps of that penny candy. So, you know we had not had one ounce of sleep for those entire three days. My body was tired and it was urgent that I take a bath immediately because my ass was kicking.

I mean, I’d never gone this long without washing my ass. This was not like me at all. I’d noticed that when you’re getting high, staying on top of your hygiene isn’t really that important. But, what was important was how you were going to cop your next high. And the way we studied our options was like how scientists studied the law of gravity. Now, I know that sounds really crazy, but believe you me, this shit was serious.

It was a Wednesday morning and I’d finally gotten up the nerve to go home and face my husband’s wrath after being gone for almost a week. I knew it wasn’t gonna to be pleasant, since he’d been trying to contact me the entire time. I suited up and was going to be prepared for whatever he threw my way.

As I approached the house, my heart started beating out of control. When I stuck my keys in the front door and couldn’t turn the lock after trying two times, my heart fell straight to the pit of my stomach.

“Wait a minute. What’s going on here?” I said aloud with a puzzled look on my face.

As I was about to knock on the door, it opened and Eric was standing there with the most evil expression he could muster up. As I was about to say something in reference to him changing the locks, he beat me to the punch.

“Thought you were gonna be coming in, huh?”

“Of course, I did. I do live here,” I replied sarcastically.

“Not anymore,” he struck back.

“So, what, you put me out?”

“No, I didn’t. You left.”

“And how in the hell did you come up with that conclusion?”

“After you decided that you wanted to stay out for almost a week. And when I’ve tried to contact you, you failed to take any of my calls, better yet even come home. So, what in the hell was I supposed to think?”

“Look, I don’t want to discuss this mess out here for all the neighbors to be in my business.” I moved forward to cross over the threshold of my front door.

“I’m sorry, but you can’t come in here,” he told me in a cold-hearted manner as he stood directly in the path in which I was trying to travel.

“I beg your pardon!” I snapped, throwing my hands over my hips.

“Listen, Faith, please don’t try to cause a scene,” he warned.

“Eric, I’m not trying to cause a scene. You are,” I lashed back.

“Okay, listen. I’ve gotta go,” he said, taking a couple of step backwards, making room to close the front door.

“Oh, so you’re just gonna close the door in my face?”

“That’s the idea.

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