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father. Even though she chose to deal with the burdens he passed down just like my grandmother, he was the responsible one for turning her heart ice cold.
    â€œThen why don’t you try swinging by to spend some time with your grandson? It’ll be a change from the dreadful life the men in your world have created for you.” Taking J.T. from Beth’s arms as she struggled to carry him plus the towel, sleeper, diaper, ointment, lotion, and so forth, I tried not letting my mother’s bad mood rub off on me. I’d earned plus lived up to the title of being the ill-rotten child who thirsted for dirty fruit. My marriage was barely holding on by thin threads. J.T. had been a lifeline so in my mind he could definitely bring some light to my mother’s world too.
    â€œGet your head out of the clouds, Jimmy. Are you sleeping with so many whores you can’t keep track of time? This is the ninth month; the bastard has been born. Leave to meet me at Henry Ford Hospital; I’ll be in the main lobby.”
    Damn near dropping J.T., being completely overwhelmed by the news, my heart skipped a few beats as my chest seemed to cave in. It was D-Day; time for me to dance to the music I once loved stroking. Without getting swabbed, I was already 99.9 percent sure Shawntay’s daughter was going to be mine.
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    A bitch was surely out of it, believe that. As God is my witness, I’ll never push another baby up out of this once-tight coochie. Scared to even clinch my pussy walls to see if there was even a chance of bringing them back to life, I lay still in the hospital bed wishing I’d gotten the abortion like Jimmy requested. But at the time, all I could see was dollar signs and how my pockets could get filled with his. Every man paid child support in America so having Shannon was my guaranteed piece of the pie. Trying hard to feel motherly and bond with my only daughter, I kept failing miserably, not even able to look into her green eyes. How some mothers adored their offspring, not being able to send them away to the nursery, I was pissed than a bitch they were making her stay in this room with me. Shannon was six pounds, six ounces, and twenty-one inches long. Even though she was just a few hours old, nothing about her resembled me. Having Jimmy’s milky white skin, small button nose, and light-colored eyes, this little girl was a spitting image of her father. I might’ve been his most consistent whore but now I was his most recent baby momma. My mother, may she rest in peace, might’ve been the Queen of Hoeing but she would’ve never tied herself to the white man for life. If she was still living, even at sixty in age, it would’ve been nothing for her to butcher knife her grandchild from my womb without thinking twice.
    â€œHow are you feeling, Miss Jenkins?” The nurse knocked on then pushed the door open. “I hate to bother you but I’ve gotta take your vitals and make sure everything is still on the up and up.” Being overly friendly, I knew that if I’d seen this working professional on the street she would look down on me. Me and her were cut from different cloths. Hell, for all I knew, she could be best friends with the woman whose husband’s baby I was having. It’s a small world and Detroit is even tinier.
    â€œI’m still feeling quite a bit of pain in my back but the pressure in my abdomen has gone away. Can you give me another drip?” Keeping my eyes closed, I was making the situation be a tad bit worse since I was in the perfect place to get fed drugs. Everybody around the way knew Henry Ford Hospital served top-notch druggies to the supposed ailing around metro Detroit. So I was in the right place to get the best high. Fuck nursing li’l Shannon; she could sip on some Similac. Knowing I wasn’t the type of woman always on time, I didn’t dare set myself up for being on call to pop a titty out every