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me?”
    “What?” Forever asked incredulously and was shocked at the same time. “What the fuck you tryna say, Nyla?”
    “Why are you raising your voice Forever?”
    “Don’t tell me how loud to fuckin’ talk! What are you tryna say? Spit it out!”
    Nyla sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. “Forever today is not the day. I said what I had to say. I’m just tired, okay? I’m tired of our situation. I know that I can get tired sometimes. I’m human Forever.”
    “You’re human.” Forever’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “So, what, you tryna move on to the next nigga? You gonna wait to the end of the bid to flip the script on me?” Forever threw his hands up in the air in exasperation. “Ain’t this some shit!”
    “You didn’t hear me say shit about moving on to the next nigga. Why are you jumping to conclusions Forever? This ain’t the first time I said I was tired of this shit and damn sure won’t be my last!” Nyla snapped back. “I used to be able to share my feelings with you. But the way you trippin’, trust and believe that won’t happen again.” She turned her back to him.
    Forever fixed his gaze on her while at the same time attempting to digest what she’d said. Yeah, she’d said she was tired many times before but this timeshe seemed full of resolve. And fuck the macho shit! Nyla was his life. He damned sure wasn’t gonna lose her to the next nigga.
    “Nyla.” He tugged at her elbow. She sucked her teeth and moved farther away from him. “Baby.”
    “What Forever?”
    “I’m sorry.”
    “This shit ain’t easy, Forever.”
    “I know it’s not easy. Have you forgot that we’re doing this time together? You think I like being separated from my family? You think I don’t worry about you being out there all by yourself? You think I like being able to see y’all only on the weekends, and under these conditions? Can’t get a decent hug, kiss, or feel without niggas being all in your face or telling you to back up! And the hole? I know you don’t think I like going to the hole. You know that’s not voluntary; I have to make money to take care of my family. I know I can get some credit for doing that. And I know you don’t think I like the fact that you sleep alone at night. It fuckin’ kills me that I can’t be there with you and my baby. So baby, keep in mind, the three of us are going through this together. We all are tired but at least we are counting down. A year and a half left. If you did five I know you can do a year and a half more.” He put his arm around her. “So what, you givin’ up on us?” Nyla wiped the tears from her eyes and shook her head no. “We’re counting down now, right?” She shook her head yes. “We can do these few more months can’t we?” She shook her head yes.

7
SHADEE
    W hen Shadee stepped inside his house it dawned on him that they might have left Hook’s car parked on the street. “Born, call Teraney and tell him to make sure that nigga’s car is gone.”
    “What was he driving?”
    “I don’t know man. Just make sure it ain’t out there,” Shadee snapped.
    “Tell him to look for that gray Mustang or Rob’s black Explorer. I’m sure Hook didn’t drive that dark brown Navigator,” Timmy said.
    “A’ight,” Born responded as he picked up his cell phone.
    Shadee went in the back to shower and change clothes. When he came back into the living room Timmy was asleep in the chair. Born was smoking a blunt and Slim had just got there.
    “How you feelin’ nigga?” Slim asked as he stretched out his long narrow legs and popped the cap on a forty.
    “Man, I’m a’ight, I’m livin’. But y’all niggas got me fucked up, smokin’ and drinkin’ all up on my Italian leather furniture. Boy, put that shit out!” He threw a towel at Born.
    “So what’s the plan?” Slim wanted to know.
    Shadee sat down next to Born. “I need a breather. I’ma snatch up Janay and chill out for a few.”
    “How long you plan on being