She Fell In Love With A Thug: Deuce & Italy - Plot & Excerpts
I could feel it in my blood. Despite life's hurdle, I had to jump to get to the top. I was determined that, no matter what my name was; I would be second to no man, not even my father. I sighed at the sound of my mother crying. I could hear her three doors down. It wasn’t that she was loud; it was just that my mom did it so often lately that I could feel it in my soul. Sitting up, I ran my hands through my hair , and slipped on a second pair of basketball shorts. Quietly, I crept down to my mother’s bedroom. I stood in her door and watched as she tortured herself. She was looking at a picture of my father. He had been locked up since I was about ten years old. From my knowledge, he had five more years left. I know that had to be hell on my mother to love a man so much that she was willing to wait ten years for him to get out. Just as I was about to close her door, I heard her whisper to the picture that she stared at so heavily. “Carri, now what?”
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