laughed.
“Okay, okay,” Mr. Chatman laughed. “I’m sure it’s going to work out for you.”
“I’ve prayed about it and let it go. I know God won’t finish what we don’t start. My part is done.”
“I hear ya’ , D.”
“So, how’d the bar-b-que turn out?”
“It was good. Denise had it arranged nicely. She really goes all out when it comes to her employees.”
“Yeah, that’s my baby. She loves her job and the people she has working for her. Thanks for going over there on such short notice. I really appreciate it.”
“It’s cool, man. I got me and your uncle a plate. We’re over here at Mr. Chisolm’s painting, afterwards we’re gonna head over to the house and drink a few beers.”
“Sounds nice. Well, I’m gonna let you go and I’ll talk to you later. Fatigue is setting in and I feel my eyes getting heavy.”
“Get you some rest and I’ll talk to you later. Love you, son.”
“Love you too, dad. In a minute.”
DJ closed his eyes for a quick second before the phone began to ring again. Without looking at the display, he answered.
“Yo…”
“D, it’s Kane. I’m in trouble man and I need your help,” he said frantically.
DJ sat up quickly.
“Kane, calm down. What’s going on?”
“I should’ve listened to you man, but I needed the money.”
“ Man, what happened?”
“I took the money that I had and bought a pie. When I was pulling off the narcs cornered me at the light.”
“What! Where are you?”
“I’m at the crib.”
“At the crib? How are you at the crib if you got caught with a pie?”
“That’s the thing. You know Lo is like my brother, but I had this feeling that something wasn’t right. I paid for it then told him I’d be back later ‘cause I had a few corners to turn. He kept insisting that I take it then, but I was like, ‘yo, I’ma come back in a couple hours.’ That’s when I left and the narcs hemmed me up.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah, man. I think dude tried to get me on. Narcs were mad as hell because they had to let me go. Damn!”
“ Kane, do you realize how blessed you are right now? You could be sitting in a jail cell waiting to be seen before a judge. I told you. Everybody who’s with you ain’t always for you.”
“I know I was lucky.”
“There’s a difference between luck and a blessing. You were blessed!”
“Blessed? I was blessed? I lost all the money I had to my name!”
“Dishonest money disappears, Kane. You know that.”
He snickered. “I called you thinking you’d be willing to help, but I see this is about to turn into a sermon.”
“I can’t help if you aren’t willing to be patient and trust in God. I told you not to do it, but you did anyways. You’re not my child, Kane. I can’t hold your hand through life and I won’t babysit you to make sure you stay on the straight and narrow. You made your own decision and therefore have to deal with the consequences of your own actions. You’re not getting any pity from me because at some point in life you have to start taking responsibility for you and your choices. When you know better you do better and when you want something different you’ll do something different. In a minute.”
DJ disconnected the call, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Several hours later he awoke to banging at the front door. He jumped up from the couch.
“Who is it?”
“Yo, D! It’s Roe. Open the door man!”
DJ looked through the peephole then slowly opened the door. “Why are you banging on the door like the police, Roe?” He asked calmly.
“Man, I gotta use your bathroom, real bad.”
DJ stepped aside. Roe ran down the hallway, tossing his backpack to the floor.
“Don’t stop up my toilet, courtesy flush and SPRAY!”
“A’ight!”
DJ picked up his cell phone, scrolling through text messages and missed calls. Man, I’ve been sleep for