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about you! He didn’t have to admit anything to me. He did it because he wanted to,” I retorted smugly.
    “Presley, it was never supposed to go this far. I told him how fucked up he made me feel when he left me at three in the morning to come home to you. My feelings are involved. I love him and I won’t apologize for that.”
    My body began to tremble. Did this second-hand, thrift store bitch just tell me she loved my husband? Oh, Lord! I wasn’t expecting that. The tears I tried so hard to avoid had found me.
    See, this was why it is never a good idea to call the other woman. Those hoes said shit intentionally to hurt you. I didn’t know how I did it, but I pulled myself together.
    “Kadeema, let me tell you something,” I spewed. “I don’t know if you make it a habit to destroy families, but eventually, somebody’s wife is going to fuck you up! You told me your ex-husband was married when you met him and that he cheated on you with the next bitch. You don’t think Tyrone will do the same thing? What? You think you fuck him so good that he will leave his family for the likes of you?”
    “I never asked him to leave and…”
    “No, you just figure you could persuade him to leave if you opened up and bent over! It’s bitches like you that give real women like me a bad name.”
    “Okay, Presley, I’m not gon’ be too many more bitches,” she replied, irritated. “I said I was sorry for how all of this unraveled. What more do you want me to say?”
    I almost released a hearty laugh.  She really didn’t know who she was fucking with. Ain’t no way in hell I was ‘bout to let this dusty ho handle me. Bitch, please! Let me go ahead and rip the runway with this chick.
    “Ka-dee-ma… I’mma need you to not get cute with me! Trust… I am so not the one right now. You will be every bitch I can think of if that’s my choice because you are FUCKING MY HUSBAND!!!” I yelled. “I’m not all here right now and I will come up to Donovan Tools and Supply and beat NEXT week’s shit out of you! Trust!”
    “Okay,” she chuckled. “Well, I’m sure Ty doesn’t think I’m a bitch. As a matter of fact, that’s why I love him. He respects and treats me like a queen.”
    I could hear her smiling through the phone and I wanted to jump through the phone line and kick a knot in her ass.
    “Kadeema, I don’t give two fucks about how he treats you! Do you hear yourself? He doesn’t respect you! He doesn’t respect either of us. He’s hurting both of us and you are sharp as a marble if you can’t see it!”
    I couldn’t believe this sack-sucker. The sad thing was he made her feel this way, so she believed it. My husband made his work wife feel more important than me.
    “Well, he loves me and I love him. Honestly, I’m relieved you know now because I ain’t gon’ stop seeing him,” she declared.” Besides, I know he is not happy with you and Mimi can make him happy.”
    “Mimi?”
    Why was she talking about herself in third person though?
    “Yeah, that’s his little nickname for me,” she gloated.
    “Yeah, well, I have a nickname, too… it’s WIFE,” I reminded her. “And what do you mean you know he’s not happy? Oh, lemme guess, he’s told you he loves me, but not IN love with me? We don’t sleep together either, right? I mean, those are the favorite lies married men tell.”
    “Actually, we try not to discuss his life with you because it stresses him out. The only time he says anything about you is when it’s in reference to him leaving you. He wants to make sure Darren and Tyler are taken care of before he leaves because you never have a job.”
    Oh, HELL NAW! This bitch knew entirely too much damn much about my damn family and me. This chick was calling MY babies by their names like SHE fucking had them. I couldn’t. This bastard was having pillow talk about me and shit! Dizzy bastard.
    I seriously didn’t know how much more of this I could take. I had to pinch myself, hoping that