A week later Jada and I were in Phoenix watching one of the best basketball games I’d ever seen. I’d brought Jada but she had all the connections in her presidency position of the Basketball Moms Association. We were in the best suite with Fancy, her mother Caroline, Caroline’s son, and Darius’s son. Watching the toddlers play made me want my own son, or daughter, but preferably a boy. Fancy was gorgeous; she wore her self-assurance in the erect stance of her average-height stature. The rock on her finger, in comparison to the loose diamond I was prepared to give Jada, was gigantic. Fancy’s striking beauty and confidence reminded me of the late singer Aaliyah. Her mother, Caroline, was not equally attractive on the outside, but Caroline glowed from within. Jada tapped my arm. “It’s rude to stare.” “I wasn’t staring, I was lost in thought. Baby, this is fantastic!” I said, kissing her cheek to avoid messing up her lipstick again. Jada seemed unimpressed by it all, but her eyes sparkled when they rested upon her son or her grandson.
What do You think about Unconditionally Single (2009)?
