Page 23 of Pieces of Us

After breakfast, the girls and I showered and got ready for the day. I called Drue earlier to let her know that we were having a girls’ day and to bring Rudy along with her.

Rudy’s father, Ishmael, and my sister had been divorced for about a year now. Sad to say, but she had caught him cheating with his ex, and the hell she unleashed on him should have been part of a Lifetime movie. I’d always known that my sister was crazy, but what she did to Ishmael was otherworldly.

Not only did she take him for almost everything he had, but she had sex with his brother and his cousin, voice recorded their sessions, and sent it to him with the words—Checkmate bitch. When Ishmael got those messages, he came crying to our parents about what she’d done. He was literally in tears.

My father, of course, shunned her. He called her everything but a child of God and labeled her the whore of Babylon. Since then, their relationship had been strained… just as my relationship with him, only Drue didn’t talk to him at all.

It took about five months before Ishmael got over it enough to start taking Rudy on the weekends. She told me that she had to threaten to fuck his daddy next if he didn’t start stepping up for his daughter. I knew that man was still hurt by what Drue did to him, but in her defense, he had sex with his ex and both of her best friends. He even got one of them pregnant. The dirty things men did. Her lick back just happened to be more crucial than his betrayal.

Since it was the weekend, she had to get Rudy from her father, and that proved to be a task in itself. We had been sitting outside of his house for twenty minutes because he wanted totalkto Drue.

That man was still in love with my sister, even after she took down his brother and cousin. Not to be boastful or brag, but my sister and I were irresistible. I was just more reserved than Drue. Being a preacher’s kid wasn’t always what people thought it was. At one point, we actually were on the straight and narrow. However, once I started dating Nehemiah, that’s when things got bad for me.

I beeped the horn. I was over this already.

“Drue, let’s go!” I yelled out of the window.

“You want me to go get her, Auntie Mo?”

“No. I’ll do it,” I said, climbing out of the car.

I walked up the walkway, opened the screen door, and walked inside. When I stepped further into the living room, Ishmael had her cornered as she told him to get out of her face.

“Um, can we go? We have an appointment to get to,” I reminded her.

“Yes. We can go. Move, Ish.”

“Mo, let us have five more minutes.”

“I don’t have five more minutes to give. Bye,” she replied, walking around him.

“Well, when you drop Rudy back off, I need to tell you something.”

“You had twenty minutes to tell me whatever it was you needed to tell me. Your time is up. Come on, Sis.” Drue walked out first and I followed.

“Mo,” Ishmael called out to me. I turned and looked at him. “I need your help, sis. Your sister is being unreasonable…I know I fucked up, but—”

“Let’s go, Morgan!” Drue yelled.

“Sorry, Ish. I can’t help you. Give her some time.”

I walked out of the house and got back inside the car, pulling out of the driveway.

“You girls ready to have some fun?” Drue asked.

“Yes! A pedicure is calling my name!” Megan exclaimed and I chuckled.

We pulled up toGlamour House Nail Bar & Spafifteen minutes later. This place was like a heavenly oasis that me and Drue discovered a few years ago. Their services were top tier and included a full service of nails, pedicures, facials, and massages.

They even catered to children my honey bee’s age, so that would always be a plus to me. The prices were a bit expensive, but it was worth every penny. We opted out of getting the massage since we had the girls with us but kept the other amenities.

“My girlsss! Awww! You all brought the little ones with you today!” Pepe, the owner exclaimed as she approached us.

“Hey, Pepe. Yes, we all need some TLC today,” I replied.

“Well, you know we’re up for the job. And what’s your name, little one?”

“Mawiah! I three.” Mariah held up three little fingers as Pepe cooed at her.

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