She would be chaperoned by her big cousin Bertrand and her cousin Tonya would stay with her on the nights she had to remain in the city. Big Ma didn’t want Sugar Doll traveling in the rain as the roads were slippery and prone to flood. The club was doing wonderfully and Bertrand was generous with his pay. He was planning on setting up a recording for his cousin. He wanted to be the next Barry Gordie.
Sugar Doll was just finishing up a bluesy set with the band. It was late and she was ready to head home. She didn’t see Tony sitting at a far away table studying her. He got up and walked toward the beauty. “Hey kid, you got some set of lungs.” He said. Slowly recognizing him she froze when she saw that it was her mother’s white lover. “What’s the matter? Surprised to see me?” Tony reached to give her a hug. Sugar Doll instinctively stepped back. She knew the sick relationship he had with her mother and she wanted no part of it.
“What do you want?” She asked hoping that he would go away.
