Month: February 2016

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Today’s Writing Exercise in the WTF Land.

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I would be one starving ass if this is what it takes to catch some dinner.




Okay, adjusting myself to , “Aww hell naw!”

What the Hell Just Happened? Richonne?

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He wants to turn his brain off?

Wait, he brings her a roll of mints and he gets some nooky? Just two weeks ago the woman whose husband he killed to get to her was eaten alive with her two strange children and now he is bedding Michonne. The shock is too much….

Somebody hold me.

Stirring the Pot

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thursdayI am sitting here laughing at the ironies of life. My girlfriends were all shocked when they found out I had left Idi. All had the same stance, “how you gon’ leave a man that fine?” Looks have nothing to do with it..nothing at all. It is that vengeful streak that runs through that man…the desire to have the last word…to strike the final blow…that’s what I can’t stand about him. Today was no different.
Idi: That was a nice speech Part’nuh, I’m certain you practiced it well before coming up here.
(Dman attempts to say something, but Idi holds up his hand).
Idi: I gave you the floor and listened to your fairy tale, do me the courtesy of hearing the reality.
(I see Dman’s jaw clench. Idi glances at me lying in the hospital bed).
Idi: Olivia is great at playing victim, but keep in mind, I didn’t get her pregnant by throwing up on her.
(I shift in the bed trying to sit up to stop the ugliness that is going to come out of his mouth next).
Idi: Hold fast Baby, keep your seat. I want to stand right here so I can see both of your faces when I say what is coming next.
Dman: Make your point, Idi!
Idi: My point is, she never tells the whole story. It is going to be hard as hell to marry her and give my child your last name, especially since she is still married to me.
(If he could have dropped the mic, he would have. Idi picked his coat up off the chair and walked out of the room- leaving me there to face an obviously, highly pissed off Dman).
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The Plot Thickens…

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hashI truly didn’t know what was going to happen next, but when I tell you that I grew up in less than 3 minutes. I grew up at his words.

He was calm when he spoke to Idi. His hands were down at his sides when he responded to his question.

Dman: I said the three of us…because I am going to marry this woman.
Idi: Does she know that Part’ Nuh?
Dman: I like that word, ‘Partner” because that is what we are going to become; the three of us.
(Idi was taking a defensive stance, but Dman didn’t budge as he delivered the next words).
Dman: Whatever power you imagine yourself to have over Olivia’s life just ended. I am going to marry her and when that child pops out, it will bear my name. It will grow up in my home and the first words it shall speak will be to call me Daddy.
(Idi tenses as do I, but Dman didn’t stop).
Dman: Each day I will tell that child wonderful things about his father so that when it is your weekend to spend with your child, it will look forward to the time with you. However, Part’nuh, when your time is up, you will bring that child home. Our home.
Idi: What makes you think I am going to go along with this bullshit? It’s my child, I will take you to court and fight you both.
Dman: Or we can settle it all right here and agree to be parents and raise this child in love alongside the others Olivia and I will have. if you don’t want that then I know, your motives are not about the well being of this child….but something else.

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Conclusion to the Series

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hashEverything I had been wanting to say, everything I’d needed to say to this man in the order I wanted to say it had been stolen from me. Like a thief in the night, Idi once more had snuck in and overshadowed my dreams. He wasn’t going to win this time.
Me: David, can you hand me my purse? (Idi must have brought it to the hospital with me and left in the chair. Dman said nothing as he carried the bag with his lips still tight).
Me: I can explain, but let me show you instead. (From the bag I pulled out a well-worn manila envelope).
Me: These are the divorce papers I have been carrying around for 9 months, trying to get him to sign them. This is why I would go to him each time he called, hoping the Pharos’s heart wouldn’t be hardened and he would let me go.
Dman: And the pregnancy?
Me: …I was stupid. It was the oldest trick in the book. (I shrug it off because I stopped crying about it a long time ago). He called me over…said he would sign…in exchange…he wanted one last time as my husband.
(Dman’s disgust was evident).
Me: Yeah. I am with you. I am disgusted with myself. I feel even dumber because he never wanted to be my husband, but to own me, possess me like I was one of the toys in his collection. Each time I saw a means to get clear…
Dman: So what’s the plan?
Me: Same plan as before. I am moving on with my life. (I put the papers back in my bag). Right before I met you I‘d already decided he had no more power…then along comes you…everything a gal could want in a man…I was fighting falling in love with you…
Dman: Fighting it? Olivia, this makes no sense.
Me: When someone has controlled your life for nearly four years David, you don’t want to try anything, because I know, he is going to find a way to suck all the joy from me.
(He moved over to the bed, sitting on the side).
Dman: I came in here with a goal. I am still set on that plan. If you will have me, I will move all of your stuff this weekend and the day after the ink is dry on the finalized papers, I plan to marry you.
Me: Really? After everything…you still want a life with me…this child?
Dman: Yes. I love you and there is no dragon too big for me to slay.
(Tears start to roll down my face as he leans forward and wipes them away with his thumb).
Dman: Why are you crying?
Me: Because I never thought I would have the happily ever after.
Dman: Now you do… (He stares deeply into my eyes). Is there something you want to say to me?
(The smile on my face is so wide, so bright, and so magnetic, he begins to grin as well).
Me: I love you. I love you so much it hurts sometimes…
(He pulls me into his arms, kissing me with the promise of a very bright life together).
That’s all I ever wanted… to be happy.

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Thank you for joining me each day with the #oliviaanddman story. On Tuesday, February 15, I want to go to work with you. Grab your favorite OG book, tablet or iPad and take me to work. Snap a pic of me in your world and post it to my page.
We will be back in late March with a new series. Wait…did I ever tell you about my blind date from hell with a famous rapper who brought along his best friend Shawn…. you are not even going to believe that shit!

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