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February 2022

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February 2022



               The funeral ceremony went smoothly. She was buried right beside to their Grandmother Tansi.


               Sunni, Romelo, and Anissa had flown in with their significant others and children. Friends that knew them at a young age was in attendance and giving their condolences.


               After the funeral there was a family and a few close friends gathering over Mo's house to eat food and settle down from their emotions.


               Shantey took the funeral fine on the outside, being a shoulder to cry on for her living sister while hiding her pain behind the dark shades over her eyes, but on the inside, she was broken. Her heart was so heavy it pained her chest. She's been there for everyone, making sure they was okay, but barely eating and sleeping herself.


               It felt as though her insides were shutting down. Even in her black Emporio Armani tuxedo dress that has a plunging V neckline, long split sleeves, mini skirt length, and a front button closure, and Valentino heeled sandals, Shantey keeps the smile on her face and fixes plates with everyone else.


               Clothed in black from head to toe; a dress shirt that hugs perfectly to his body, black slim fit dress pants, and Christian Louboutin Dandelion slip-on shoes, Tae watches Shantey move back and forth, fixing two plates at once from one of the older close friends.


               "You need to sit down." Tae declares, "You been movin' around all day. Com' take a break."


               Continuing with making the plates, she says, "Once I make these plates I will in a second."


               "I'll do it." Tae suggests, footing more into the kitchen and washes his hands. "Let me do it."


               "No, I have it." Shantey declines.


               "Baby, you need to rest. C'mon."


               "No I told you—Goddamit!" Shantey shouts as the plates crashes and breaks on the ground when she turns and bumps into Tae.


               "I'll pick it up."


               "You'll pick it up?" Shantey repeated, "You wouldn't have to pick up shit if you woulda stayed out of my goddamn way, Tavon! When I tell you I'm fine, I'm fucking fine! Just leave me the fuck alone!"


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