Two nurses checked the EKG machine and the third nurse flashed a little
light in my eyes to see if I responded to it. She scribbled down something on her folder and the doctor told them to leave.
Mama was telling me that Micro was in intensive care in the very same hospital I was in and that Bob suffered a head concussion.
Before I could question her any further, the doctorasked me how did I feel...
I told him I felt like Frederick Douglass planting okra and the blood left Mom's face.
Tommy and Daddy choked and I
was smiling.
"I see you have your sense of humor," the doctor told me. "Whatever that means."
"Ask Daddy," I told him. "Mama tells him about Frederick Douglass and his okra every night through the walls."
Mama covered her face and Tommy pointed at Daddy, laughing at him.
The doctor got the hint and he quietly sped out of the room.
I asked Mom how did Bob suffered a
concussion. Tommy looked at Daddy and Dad told me, "He tried to rape you. Micro, also. Tommy and I got there and saved you. I threw him out of the window. The glass cut up his face pretty badly."
"Is he ok?" Not that I cared.
Tommy said, "He's in a coma."
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P.S. JADISH HOUSTON (BOOK II OF SINCERELY, JADISH HOUSTON)
RomanceIn Book 1, Jadish Houston married a man, Sax, she never really had sex with. Plagued with nightmares, she later finds out the source of those dreams stemmed from her loving God Daddy, Tommy... A man that drugged and violated her on her graduation ni...
