The Meltdown by L. Divine

Author:L. Divine [Divine, L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-7582-6838-9
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2011-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

“So, who the hell was that fine-ass dude trying to holla at you?” Mickey asks, getting right into my business before I can even get the car started. I press on the clutch, shift the gear into neutral, and turn the key. The sooner I get them back to Lafayette Square, the sooner I can get back to the W and enjoy the gratis evening. It’s almost eleven now, and the lateness is beginning to set in. Lucky for me, tomorrow’s Father’s Day and I don’t have any clients lined up as of yet, but that could change and I don’t mind if it does. Money is money no matter the holiday.

“His name is Keenan, and I don’t know who he is,” I say, pulling out of the packed lot. Nellie’s sulking quietly in the backseat, pissed that Chance isn’t her yes-man anymore. It must be weird for her sitting in the back since she’s used to riding shotgun with the three of us. Before I started driving a few months ago, Mickey was the designated driver and I always rode in the back of her classic ride. Now I’m rolling my mom’s Mazda, Mickey’s a mama, and Nellie’s in limbo between her original homegirls and the bitch brigade. The tables have turned on our little crew and will never be the same. I just hope we survive the evolution.

“Well, he sure did seem to know you,” Nellie says, joining the conversation.

It’s been a long time since me and my girls had some “us” time to talk. For the past several months, it’s been all about the baby and Nellie’s goddamn crown. I’m glad for the girlfriend chat, even if I’m the one under fire at the moment.

“It’s all innocent,” I say, turning on the congested one-way street leading to the 110 freeway. It’s a hot Saturday night, and the people are out enjoying it. “I met him at a coffeehouse this afternoon, and we got into a conversation about books and whatnot,” I say, basically repeating the same spiel I gave Chance earlier.

“Books and whatnot?” Mickey asks, disgusted. “Who the hell talks about school shit with a fine-ass nigga like that hollering?”

“You see, Mickey. That’s your damn problem right there,” I say, laughing at my girl. Nellie nods her head in approval, but I’m not sure who she’s agreeing with. “Everybody’s not like you, girl.”

“Not everybody, but most people are, Jayd,” Mickey says, checking her ringing cell.

Who’s calling her this time of night? I know it’s not Nigel because he has a special ringtone, unlike this caller.

“Mickey, please tell me you’re not up to your old tricks again,” I say, already dreading the answer. Mickey ignores my comment and quickly returns the text.

“Again?” Nellie adds. “Did she ever stop?”

I didn’t even consider the possibility that once the pregnancy was over Mickey would resume her pimping. She’s always got a dude or two on the side.

We cruise down the highway smoothly. The traffic has died down, and we should reach Nigel’s neck of the woods soon.

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