| Mood: Excited Dionne was filled with so much energy that she could hardly sit still in the backseat of the real estate agent’s Mercedes. She had her rhinestone-covered Sidekick clutched tightly in her hand. “Daddy wants me to text him pictures,” she said, leaning her head on her mother’s shoulder before she did a little dance tapping her feet on the floor mat of the car. Risha playfully pushed her shoulder away. “Oh, really? And where exactly is ‘Lahron the Don’?” she said sarcastically. “I don’t know,” Dionne admitted, sitting up to pull her bone-straight hair from behind her back before she flicked her phone open to text him. Daddy where r u? Her Usher ringtone sounded just seconds later. In the studio making hits to pay for that house!!! Dionne laughed as she looked down at the screen and texted away. Make that $$$. Don’t let it make u. LOL. “He’s at the studio,” Dionne said to her mother, closing her phone and sliding it in the inside pocket of her new navy python Gucci tote.
