The End of the Rainbow by Dontá Morrison Read Free Book Online Page A

immaculate, sexy as hell, and on top of that you got cash for days. If you weren’t my homeboy I would scoop your ass up.”
    “Bull……Shit. You ain’t robbing me blind. I know your kind, have seen them coming and going.” Khalil said.
    “Fuck You. OK. F-U-C-K-Y-O-U. How about that? Anyway, are you coming with us or not?” Kerrion was not moved by the insult that Khalil just gave him because he knew it to be true.
    “I will see you in the morning. Don’t have a hangover and you better not get arrested. Goodnight.” He positioned himself under the blankets and turned his back to Kerrion and proceeded to try and get some sleep.
    “Whatever. I’m going to find me some bay area dick.” He turned and began to walk towards the door.
    “Do me a favor.” He said from under the blankets.
    “What, bitch? What do you want?”
    “Turn off the light. Thank you, love you, have fun.”
    *****
    Tyrin sat on the patio drinking his third French Connection, mentally overwhelmed by the day’s events. The liquor, as well as the cool ocean breeze was relaxing and soothing, but the compounding pressures of the decisions he had to make were killing the mood. Tosha lay at his feet being as supportive as she could in his moment of despair.
    It turns out that Deja died when Caleb was three years old and his uncle had been raising him ever since. She informed Tyrin she was pregnant after he had already moved back to Los Angeles; but because he firmly stated that he wasn’t ready to be a parent, she promised to get an abortion. Instead, she went back home to Philadelphia and gave birth to their son.
    As the story goes, her body couldn’t take the strain that childbirth caused, and it began to weaken. She was on dialysis for three years before she passed away in February of 1997. Before she died she made Darion swear that he would never notify Tyrin of her fate or of the livelihood of Caleb.
    Darion was forced to break the vow he made to his sister when Caleb was diagnosed with the same illness as she. His desperate need of a kidney and an insufficient donor list put pressure on them to seek other options. Darion did not need Tyrin for money, nor did he want his sympathy, all he wanted was one of his kidneys. He made it clear to Tyrin that once the procedure was complete; he would never have to worry about being asked for any type of monetary support.
    Tyrin heard the plea and was at a total loss for words. Even though there was no connection between them whatsoever, just the fact of knowing that he had a son was enough to make him bow down. The first thing that would need to be done is a series of tests to make sure the two were compatible. If found to be a match, the surgery would be scheduled, conducted, and Tyrin would be back to work within two weeks.
    It all sounded so simple, especially the way Darion broke down every scenario. He had documentation on everything, even the doctor that would be taking care of the procedure. Tyrin however knew that he would somehow have to be in his sons’ life. He had too much to offer Caleb to let it go to waste, but his issue was Khalil. How was he going to explain to him that he was a father? Had he been single, the thoughts of explaining the situation would be non-existent; he would just take time off of work and be back when he got back.
    As the third cocktail began to take effect, he realized that he had to deal with everything head on. He had already told Darion that he would help in any way possible to save Caleb’s’ life, so that part was set in stone. His next move was to break the news to Khalil and get him to support him in his plight. He felt it wouldn’t be too hard once he got him to realize that the life of a child was at stake. Of course he expects there will be lots of questions regarding the procedure and would make sure that Khalil was in on every part of the situation, from the screening with the doctors’ all the way down to the surgery. “Come on Tosha, let’s go