The thought broke my heart. How devastating the act and circumstances surrounding it. Darryl witness the whole ordeal. He was only ten at the time.
Same time my step brother.......
"Adela" Darryl interrupted with a soft tone of amusement. "You can't keep her standing out there forever."
I took a deep breath, remembering where I'd been earlier. On my hands and knees. I will latch onto this memory, walking agilely to the front door.
I open the door and she walks in air kissing my cheek. Impeccably dress in a camel colored knitted sweater dress with matching shoes.
"What's wrong with your phone? I was trying....." turning around.
"Who is this?" My mother's face lighting brightly at the sight of Darryl.
I look nervously around the apartment, spotting my torn pink panties. I hope she doesn't notice them.
"Darryl Stone. It's a pleasure to meet you." offering his hand for a shake.
Monica or should I say Money-ca, stands there stun. She always gets this way when she happens to come across important, wealthy people.
Money was something my mother needed to be happy, unfortunately my dad didn't have much it and had to work his fingers to the bone to keep her happy.
"Famous hot shot lawyer, Darryl Stone." extending her hand to greet his, laughing nervously.