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baby dolls, and teddies.
It was gone.
The box that she kept her heart-shaped
emerald ring in was missing.
She let out a high-pitched wail.
“Claude!” just as her phone rang.
“What?” he replied boisterously from
downstairs.
She hurried to the bed to pick up her
phone and pressed the screen. “Cam,” she yelled just as loud.
“Mom. Candy just admitted it to me. It
was her. She had someone break in. I’m sorry.”
It was truly Friday the 13 th at Claude and Venus Wilson’s home.
9
Sequoia
“. . . her husband having had sex with Colette.”
The Friday morning air was dry and
hot, although it was barely eight o’clock.
It was a week later.
August 20 th .
A court date.
Torino, wearing a gray suit and maroon
tie, was behind the wheel, and Sequoia, wearing a little black dress with pumps
and a blazer, sat in the passenger seat as they headed downtown. He took the
exit from the 110 Freeway, and though few words were spoken along the way, he
spoke up, out of the blue, sounding just as blue. The topic was an obvious one.
“We were unmarried. That boy is not my
son.” He kept his eyes on the road.
“Lighten up. You sound like you’re
rehearsing for the witness stand.”
He said nothing.
“Look at it this way. This is just way
overdue. It’s a shame you and her couldn’t do this on your own without the
courts.”
“It’s okay. I’m actually relieved to
be able to prove I’m not the father.”
Sequoia turned and looked at him.
“Torino. This is not the Maury Povich show.”
“Funny.” He didn’t laugh.
“Kyle Jr. needs to know.”
Torino just looked straight ahead.
“With Colette, anything is possible.”
“I know. I’m just going with what I
believe will be the best case scenario for Kyle Jr. For him to be with the
mother and father he’s known. And honestly, what would be the best case
scenario for us, too, is to move on and get this behind us, for our sake, and
for TJ’s sake.”
“I’m still amazed that any woman would
do something so desperate to keep a man, to have a child just to get him to
stay.”
“It didn’t work. Even if she did tilt
her ass back on the toilet and insert some sperm. Still doesn’t mean it’s my
child.”
‘True.” Sequoia looked out of the
passenger window and could see the parking lot for the courthouse. “So what
happens after today? I mean so, you go in and deny that you’re the father and
they order a paternity test?”
“That’s what Attorney Phillips tells
me.”
“And Colette’s given them all of your
information? Like, how would she know all that? Your income and everything.”
“They’ll request it, I guess.”
“I still say she’s in dire straits.
And Kyle’s mighty quiet.”
“He has been for years. What would he
be saying right about now?”
“I was wondering about that. What man
is gonna be okay with his son’s mom, his woman, suddenly just deciding to seek
child support from someone, when he thought he’s been the father all along?”
“What makes you think he believes he’s
Kyle’s biological dad? He might have his own doubts. No telling who the father
is.”
“Yeah, but who else was she seeing?
You never mentioned that Colette was cheating before that night she ran to Kyle
after you two argued at the club.” Sequoia waited. “Oops, can’t believe I just
asked that. Duh.”
“Yeah. I don’t put anything past her.”
Torino’s phone rang. He put it on speakerphone. “Yeah.”
“Good morning, Torino. It’s Attorney
Phillips.”
“Good morning.”
“You almost here?”
“Yes, we are. My wife and I are
parking now.”
“Good. Come up to the seventh floor
and I’ll be in the hallway just as you come off the elevators.”
Torino said, “Got it. See you in a
minute.”
~~
The courtroom was full. Every seat was
taken and a few stood in the back. It was a large room with the judge’s bench,
bailiff, stenographer, and the judge’s assistant, who
It was gone.
The box that she kept her heart-shaped
emerald ring in was missing.
She let out a high-pitched wail.
“Claude!” just as her phone rang.
“What?” he replied boisterously from
downstairs.
She hurried to the bed to pick up her
phone and pressed the screen. “Cam,” she yelled just as loud.
“Mom. Candy just admitted it to me. It
was her. She had someone break in. I’m sorry.”
It was truly Friday the 13 th at Claude and Venus Wilson’s home.
9
Sequoia
“. . . her husband having had sex with Colette.”
The Friday morning air was dry and
hot, although it was barely eight o’clock.
It was a week later.
August 20 th .
A court date.
Torino, wearing a gray suit and maroon
tie, was behind the wheel, and Sequoia, wearing a little black dress with pumps
and a blazer, sat in the passenger seat as they headed downtown. He took the
exit from the 110 Freeway, and though few words were spoken along the way, he
spoke up, out of the blue, sounding just as blue. The topic was an obvious one.
“We were unmarried. That boy is not my
son.” He kept his eyes on the road.
“Lighten up. You sound like you’re
rehearsing for the witness stand.”
He said nothing.
“Look at it this way. This is just way
overdue. It’s a shame you and her couldn’t do this on your own without the
courts.”
“It’s okay. I’m actually relieved to
be able to prove I’m not the father.”
Sequoia turned and looked at him.
“Torino. This is not the Maury Povich show.”
“Funny.” He didn’t laugh.
“Kyle Jr. needs to know.”
Torino just looked straight ahead.
“With Colette, anything is possible.”
“I know. I’m just going with what I
believe will be the best case scenario for Kyle Jr. For him to be with the
mother and father he’s known. And honestly, what would be the best case
scenario for us, too, is to move on and get this behind us, for our sake, and
for TJ’s sake.”
“I’m still amazed that any woman would
do something so desperate to keep a man, to have a child just to get him to
stay.”
“It didn’t work. Even if she did tilt
her ass back on the toilet and insert some sperm. Still doesn’t mean it’s my
child.”
‘True.” Sequoia looked out of the
passenger window and could see the parking lot for the courthouse. “So what
happens after today? I mean so, you go in and deny that you’re the father and
they order a paternity test?”
“That’s what Attorney Phillips tells
me.”
“And Colette’s given them all of your
information? Like, how would she know all that? Your income and everything.”
“They’ll request it, I guess.”
“I still say she’s in dire straits.
And Kyle’s mighty quiet.”
“He has been for years. What would he
be saying right about now?”
“I was wondering about that. What man
is gonna be okay with his son’s mom, his woman, suddenly just deciding to seek
child support from someone, when he thought he’s been the father all along?”
“What makes you think he believes he’s
Kyle’s biological dad? He might have his own doubts. No telling who the father
is.”
“Yeah, but who else was she seeing?
You never mentioned that Colette was cheating before that night she ran to Kyle
after you two argued at the club.” Sequoia waited. “Oops, can’t believe I just
asked that. Duh.”
“Yeah. I don’t put anything past her.”
Torino’s phone rang. He put it on speakerphone. “Yeah.”
“Good morning, Torino. It’s Attorney
Phillips.”
“Good morning.”
“You almost here?”
“Yes, we are. My wife and I are
parking now.”
“Good. Come up to the seventh floor
and I’ll be in the hallway just as you come off the elevators.”
Torino said, “Got it. See you in a
minute.”
~~
The courtroom was full. Every seat was
taken and a few stood in the back. It was a large room with the judge’s bench,
bailiff, stenographer, and the judge’s assistant, who
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