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Mama. As you can see, I’m not on drugs or in prison.”
“Did you tell Brianna about her?” Beverly asked.
“Of course I did,” Donovan said. “You think I’d go see another woman without telling my girlfriend?”
“And she’s okay with it?”
“Well, she ain’t great,” Donovan admitted. “But she does trust me.”
“Did you tell her why I put Kyra out my house?”
Donovan’s smile slipped. “I, uh…”
“Yeah.” Beverly nodded fiercely. “That’s what I thought.”
“I told her everything else , though.”
“If you didn’t tell her you was fixing to have sex with that girl, then you lied,” Beverly accused.
“All we did was kiss,” Donovan said.
His mother’s mouth fell open, and she got upset all over again. “Boy, don’t sit there and tell me that bull! I saw it, Donovan! Did you forget that? I saw it with my own eyes!”
Donovan pulled into the driveway of his childhood home. He didn’t kill the engine right away. He turned and looked at his mother.
“You saw us kissing,” he said. “Not getting ready to–”
“In my house ,” Beverly nearly shouted. “Y’all played me like a fool. Whew!” She fanned herself. “I don’t know why you got me thinking about that girl again. Gon’ have my blood pressure up.”
“We didn’t play you, Mama.”
“Yes you did. Told me y’all was just friends . She’s like my little sister ,” she mocked. “I knew it wasn’t no way a boy and a girl could live together like that, but I believed you. And y’all stabbed me in the back! Both of you !”
“It was just one kiss,” Donovan reasoned. “That was the first time we ever did that. And it wasn’t planned. We didn’t lie to you. I didn’t know that was gonna happen.”
“It wasn’t just a kiss ,” Beverly growled. “Y’all were touching on each other, tongue all in each other’s mouths!” She grimaced. “If I didn’t come home from work early that day, I’d have my grandbaby by now. She’d be fourteen years old already.”
Beverly leaned back in her seat and fanned herself. It was already chilly in the vehicle, but Donovan reached to turn his AC up more.
“I swear I feel my pressure rising,” Beverly said.
Donovan shook his head, not sure how to respond to her. He knew the kiss was bad, but he didn’t think his mother would harbor this much resentment after so much time.
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The incident occurred on October 7 th , 1999. Donovan was a junior at Finley High. Kyra was in the 10 th grade at the same school. She’d been living with Donovan’s family for five months, since the day her mother went to prison for her 4 th forgery conviction. At school Donovan and Kyra referred to each other as brother and sister or cousins. The other students didn’t know what to make of them. They knew Donovan and Kyra lived together, and they never saw the best buds hugging or holding hands or showing any sexual interest whatsoever. Whatever they were, boyfriend and girlfriend wasn’t it.
At that point, Kyra and Donovan had been friends for seven years. They were both on cloud nine, since Beverly trusted them enough to take Kyra in. She didn’t have to move all the way to Arkansas, and Kyra was now safe from her neglectful and sometimes dangerous home environment. With Donovan’s family, Kyra was happier than she had ever been.
When they got home from school that day, nothing was out of the ordinary. Kyra had developed most of her womanly features by then. But Donovan seemed uninterested. His mother warned them that Kyra would have to go if they started any funny business. Donovan knew was at stake. But it didn’t matter because he didn’t have those kinds of eyes for Kyra. When some of his friends at school asked if he noticed Kyra’s steadily bulging breasts, Donovan responded, “Yo, that’s nasty. That’s like me looking at
“Did you tell Brianna about her?” Beverly asked.
“Of course I did,” Donovan said. “You think I’d go see another woman without telling my girlfriend?”
“And she’s okay with it?”
“Well, she ain’t great,” Donovan admitted. “But she does trust me.”
“Did you tell her why I put Kyra out my house?”
Donovan’s smile slipped. “I, uh…”
“Yeah.” Beverly nodded fiercely. “That’s what I thought.”
“I told her everything else , though.”
“If you didn’t tell her you was fixing to have sex with that girl, then you lied,” Beverly accused.
“All we did was kiss,” Donovan said.
His mother’s mouth fell open, and she got upset all over again. “Boy, don’t sit there and tell me that bull! I saw it, Donovan! Did you forget that? I saw it with my own eyes!”
Donovan pulled into the driveway of his childhood home. He didn’t kill the engine right away. He turned and looked at his mother.
“You saw us kissing,” he said. “Not getting ready to–”
“In my house ,” Beverly nearly shouted. “Y’all played me like a fool. Whew!” She fanned herself. “I don’t know why you got me thinking about that girl again. Gon’ have my blood pressure up.”
“We didn’t play you, Mama.”
“Yes you did. Told me y’all was just friends . She’s like my little sister ,” she mocked. “I knew it wasn’t no way a boy and a girl could live together like that, but I believed you. And y’all stabbed me in the back! Both of you !”
“It was just one kiss,” Donovan reasoned. “That was the first time we ever did that. And it wasn’t planned. We didn’t lie to you. I didn’t know that was gonna happen.”
“It wasn’t just a kiss ,” Beverly growled. “Y’all were touching on each other, tongue all in each other’s mouths!” She grimaced. “If I didn’t come home from work early that day, I’d have my grandbaby by now. She’d be fourteen years old already.”
Beverly leaned back in her seat and fanned herself. It was already chilly in the vehicle, but Donovan reached to turn his AC up more.
“I swear I feel my pressure rising,” Beverly said.
Donovan shook his head, not sure how to respond to her. He knew the kiss was bad, but he didn’t think his mother would harbor this much resentment after so much time.
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The incident occurred on October 7 th , 1999. Donovan was a junior at Finley High. Kyra was in the 10 th grade at the same school. She’d been living with Donovan’s family for five months, since the day her mother went to prison for her 4 th forgery conviction. At school Donovan and Kyra referred to each other as brother and sister or cousins. The other students didn’t know what to make of them. They knew Donovan and Kyra lived together, and they never saw the best buds hugging or holding hands or showing any sexual interest whatsoever. Whatever they were, boyfriend and girlfriend wasn’t it.
At that point, Kyra and Donovan had been friends for seven years. They were both on cloud nine, since Beverly trusted them enough to take Kyra in. She didn’t have to move all the way to Arkansas, and Kyra was now safe from her neglectful and sometimes dangerous home environment. With Donovan’s family, Kyra was happier than she had ever been.
When they got home from school that day, nothing was out of the ordinary. Kyra had developed most of her womanly features by then. But Donovan seemed uninterested. His mother warned them that Kyra would have to go if they started any funny business. Donovan knew was at stake. But it didn’t matter because he didn’t have those kinds of eyes for Kyra. When some of his friends at school asked if he noticed Kyra’s steadily bulging breasts, Donovan responded, “Yo, that’s nasty. That’s like me looking at
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