drink.â
âWell, if sheâs keeping the car,â Mom says tightly, âthen weâre going to need to discuss some strict ground rules.â
âAnd we will. But not tonight, so letâs drop it.â
âAnd sheâs still going to be on punishment.â
I roll my eyes up in my head.
âAnd she will be, but not tonight.â
Mom glares at him. Iâm sure sheâs shocked as much as I am that Daddy spoke to her that way in front of me. Itâs about time he checks her! Yeahâ#teamdaddy all the way! He turns the stereo on. His favorite station, WBLS, is playing. I pull out my cell when I hear it buzzing in my bag. Ameerah sent me a text confirming what time to be at my house tonight. I text her back, telling her to let everyone know to be there at ten oâclock. Next I read Sincereâs text: HEY, BEAUTIFUL. THNKN ABT U. CALL ME B/4 U GO 2 SLEEP.
I smile, feeling more relaxed. I text back: AWW, THANKS, BABY! IâM THNKN ABT U 2!
Sincere and I text back ânâ forth:
S INCERE : SO R U HAVN FUN?
M E : I WAS
S INCERE : WHAT HAPPND?
M E : THE WICKED WITCH
S INCERE : WHO?
M E : MY MOTHER! BUT I DONâT WANNA GET IN2 IT
S INCERE : K, COOL. I WANNA C U
M E : AWWW, ME 2. I MISS U LIKE CRAZY
S INCERE : WHAT U MISS?
M E : U SILLY
S INCERE : WHAT ELSE?
M E : LOL. NO COMMENT
S INCERE : CAN I STOP BY 2NITE 2 BRING U UR GIFT? I DONâT WANNA WAIT TIL SUN
M E : SURE
S INCERE : IâM LEAVING NOW
M E : IâM NOT HOME YET
S INCERE: IâMA WAIT 4 U BABY
M E : AWW, K. C U!
S INCERE :
I slip my phone back into my bag, then lay my head back on the headrest, smiling ear to ear with thoughts of seeing Sincere, hanging out with my girls tonight, and getting behind the wheel of my BMW!
3
L ike he said he would be, Sincere is sitting in his truck waiting for me when we pull into the driveway. I donât even wait for Daddy to come to a complete stop before I swing open the car door and practically jump out and race over to his truck. Sincere smiles at me and gets out of his truck. The minute I see the signature blue box from Tiffany & Co. heâs holding in his hand, I know itâs jewelry.
I smile wider. âOh, wow, for me?â I ask, acting surprised.
He hands me my gift, giving me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. âHappy birthday, baby.â
âAwww, thank you. You shouldnât have.â
âYeah, right,â he says, laughing. He playfully tries to grab the box out of my hand. âThen let me take it back to the store.â
I swat his hand away. âUh, I donât think so; wrong answer.â
âYeah, I thought so.â
I open my mouth to say something sideways but, of course, the Wicked Witch has to be all up in mine.
âHey, Sincere,â she says, acting like sheâs Miss Mom of the Year. I roll my eyes.
âHi, Missus Nichols,â Sincere says, giving her a wave. Heâs so polite and well-mannered and so dang . . . fine!
The minute Daddy steps out of the car, Sincere speaks to him, too. âHey, Mister Nichols.â
Daddy says hi back. Asks him how his parents are doing. He tells Daddy theyâre good. Daddy wants to know how heâs doing in school. Of course Daddy wants to know that heâs keeping up his grades so that he can pledge next semester. Sincere tells him heâs doing well. Daddy goes to say something else, but I tilt my head, giving him my will-you-please-beat-it look.
âGood seeing you, Sincere,â he says, taking the hint and walking toward the house.
âYou, too, Mister Nichols.â
âKamiyah,â the Wicked Witch says, âwhy donât you invite Sincere in until your company gets here?â
I donât answer. I turn my back on her.
âKamiyah, did you hear me?â
I keep ignoring her.
âItâs cool, Missus Nichols. I canât stay long. I only came by to bring Kamiyah her gift, and to give her a birthday