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No Room For Crybabies Pt 2
Times had turned to worse after my dad left, and after their fight of many fights ! I hear him say to mama, "I am going to the store and he slam-mss the front door.. ...and he is gone...(poor) mom...she will see him...no more.." (Now) we - yes...the three of us, that is..my (Lil) brother....John-Boy, Mom and I. (Hi) my name is Wesley, and this is my story. "As a....Angel came from.....Glory{!!}.." With two hungry mouths to feed, there wasn't no other choice but to packup what little we had and just leave. From the rigid-tundra of E.Orange, NJ...andso we hopped on a big Greyhound (bus) and mama say that we were on our way to Jacksonville, FL to Gran-Ma....Rachelle house. Immediately I felt like smilling, and john-boy say's some- thing in little kid language as I tell him where we're headed too. But within an hour into our trip...john-boy is peacefully asleep and so was I when we gets to grann-nie house as me myself took a lil-man nap and granny comes joyfully running to the cab and she snatches..."the little raskel from momms grip...(saying)...Julie give me my baby!" She hands the cabbie some money ($$) and hushered us into the house where there's the smell of good-ole-southern fried chicken and a large (4)gal. pitcher of lemonade that's already prepared. Alone w/chocalate cake...yes-3 layers of cake-cov ered w/thick lumpy frosting, and did I mention...absolutely...deee-licciii-ious.." "Momm (complained) aaah-h Mama..you did not have to go through all this trouble, just for us..!" "Hhhuss-ss hush your mouth (julie) cause I luv's to cook for all of my gran-babies say's grann-niee...Chelle." "And that's...Straight-UP." They both (laughts) haaa-ha...{!!!}.."
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