Torn

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Author: Keisha Ervin
Tags: Fiction, Literary, General
cracked up laughing.
    "You was scared as hell."
    "Don't front, you know you was, too. Up there trying to hide in my closet."
    "Shiiit, yo' daddy wasn't gon' kick my ass."
    "Punk!" she teased playfully, hitting him in the chest. "Yo, you hear that? Oh my God, somebody playin' our song." Mo shrilled in delight as he led her over to a park bench to sit.
    "What song?" he asked as he sat her down on his lap.
    "Don't play wit me. You know good and well ' They Don't Know ' by Jon B is our song."
    "Oh yeah I hear it now. Don't listen to ... what people say
    ... they don't know about ... bout you and me. "
    "Baby stop, that right there ain't even for you." Mo giggled as he sang into her ear.
    "See what happen when a nigga try to be nice."
    "You know I was just playin'. I love it when you sing to me." She laughed, giving him a light kiss on the lips. "But on the real, I couldn't have asked for a better day."
    "Me either. I needed this. I don't hardly ever get a chance to just chill."
    "Ahh, look at that lil' boy over there." Mo pointed to a little three-year-old boy with caramel brown skin and curly black hair.
    "He is so cute."
    "Yeah, he is."
    "Quan ... I'm sorry I haven't been able to give you a baby." Her eyes began to water.
    "I told you its cool, ma. I love you with or without kids.
    You're all I need."
    Turning around to face him, Mo gazed into his eyes and whispered, "It's killin' me inside though, baby. Every time I'm around Mina and her son, I wanna break down and cry 'cause I know I'll never be able to experience something like that.
    And I know it's a possibility that Sherry's baby is yours--"
    "I don't even know why you keep bringing that shit up. I told you that baby ain't mine," Quan said, cutting her off.
    "Okay, Quan, but it still hurts."
    "I know, baby, but having a baby with you is only going to add to my love for you. You not being able to have one is not going to make me love you any less." He wiped her eyes, stopping her tears. "You my boo and soon a nigga gon' make you his wife, so stop trippin' off that shit."
    "You're right." Mo nodded her head.
    "A'ight?" he said, lifting her head up to face him.
    "A'ight."
    "No, I said a'ight." Quan tickled her stomach causing her to double over in laughter.
    "Alright, alright!" Mo laughed, pushing his hand away.
    "But I really been thinking though," she continued.
    "Thinking about what?"
    "I really wanna try again to have a baby."
    "Where this come from all of a sudden?"
    "I think about it all the time. I just ... didn't know if you would want to try again. That's why I didn't say nothing."
    "Are you sure, Mo? You remember how it was the last time we tried. I ain't tryin' to go back there, ma."
    "I know ... I know exactly how you feel but I really think this time things will be different. Please ... let's just try one more time."
    Quan thought about it and gazed into her eyes. There was no way he could deny his boo.
    "A'ight. We can try again."
    "Thank you, baby. I love you so much." Hearing his phone ring, Quan lifted Mo up so that he could go in his pocket and retrieve it.
    "Hello? Yeah ... a'ight ... I'll be there in a minute. What the fuck I just say? I said I'll be there! One." He turned to Mo.
    "Look, ma, I'm sorry but I gotta jet. That was West. Me and him gotta go take care of some business."
    "Quan, when is all of this dope boy shit gonna end? I mean come on, baby, for real. Enough is enough."
    "I'm almost done. Just give me a little more time."
    "Okay." Mo threw up her hands in defeat.
    Back in the car, Quan started up the engine and said "Open up the glove compartment for me. I think I left something in there."
    Doing as she was told, Mo opened it up only to find yet another small blue Tiffany box.
    "What is this?" she cooed, flashing a broad grin.
    "Just open it."
    Once again Mo's stomach was in knots hoping and praying that maybe, just maybe, this time it was the ring she'd always wanted. This time her prayers were answered. Opening the box she was presented with
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