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She finally pulls away. “Nickoi mi hope a nuh you responsible fi the whole heap a weight Zara a put on enuh... a wah mawga Pitney mi lef down here enuh,” mommy jokes and my face flushes.
The others laugh. Nickoi smiles at my mom.
“No sah she just a eat too much,” he chuckles before he discreetly bites his lips looking at me. Whew. He looks back at mommy with a smile.
“Okay... I’m Michelle and I’m so glad we can finally meet in person. Welcome to the family Nickoi,” she says to Nickoi and I smile.
“Respect mon,” he smirks.
Awww. My smile stretching from ear to ear. Feeling ecstatic.
The family applauds.
“Yes cheers to true love!” Gavin grins pushing up a water bottle in the air and everyone laughs, including Nickoi.
38. IRE
Nickoi
Zara’s mom calls me and I follow her outside. I leave Zara and har fish cousin inside a talk. Cya believe wah man can move so. I look at Ms. Michelle as I approach her. Zara did right when she seh har mother pretty, even though they have their individual features, there’s a slight resemblance. You can tell she’s her mom. They have the exact physique too, a just the age difference mek them different. No Joke..
“Nickoi,” she smiles and I smirk.
“So mi wah yuh help mi plan sup’m fi Zara birthday,” her voice drops low.
“Like a surprise party?” I ask.
“Yes sup’m like that but mi want it different. I want her to be really happy on her special day,” she claps excitedly.
“Mi get yuh mon, yuh wah sup’m big,” I say thinking about Phoebe. She’s one of the best event planners in Kingston. “Mi know a bad event planner enuh mi a guh put yuh on.” I tell her. Her face lights up.
“Yessss, but I want dem early enuh so mi can sort it out,” she smiles.
I see where Zara gets this smile from. It’s just crazy how she takes some of her mother’s features and still looks like the wasteman. She’s the perfect blend of dem.
“Yah... just some calls mi a go mek,” I tell her.
“Yes and if yuh can keep her occupied during the day so she nuhsuspect anything cause me wah the surprise wull har enuh,” Ms. Michelle claps.
I laugh. “I can guarantee that mon and mi did already plan fi bring har to Mystic Mountain tomorrow, she and Mama. I already link my bredrin and him expect us so you don’t have to worry about Zara finding out.”
“Yes! I’m so excited,” she claps. Sash.
“Just nuh mek Sash know bout it,” I say and she laughs. Else it get knock.
“Mi know seh she a parakeet,” she laughs. Seet deh.
“Mi brother have a private jet so mi a plan fi surprise her and take her somewhere weh she always wah go,” I tell her. She gasp.
“Sounds good but mi nuh have that much money,” she sighs.
A Nickoi this enuh, my subconscious says.
“Nuh worry bout it man just deal with the party,” I say.
I don’t want to just say I have it covered and she start questioning my source of income. Nuh inna that... when dem see the results them nah go have time fi question nothing. Wonder weh she would a wah go though.
“She ever tell yuh where she would a like fi travel to?” I ask Ms. Michelle and she shakes her head no.
