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Brooklyn

"Dre calm down , what happened?" I asked as Aleah was playing with my hands .

Dre was pacing back and forth , talking to hisself .

"He claim he saw Drew." Isaiah said . I furrowed my eyebrows .

"Your Drew?" I asked August , he shook his head .

"No , his Drew. The one that died yeaars ago.." August exclaimed , I looked at Dre .

I hope he's not losing it.

"He didnt die , that was him." Dre said looking at us , we just stared back . "Y'all don't believe me?" He asked with sadden eyes, I sighed.

"It's just...unusual Dre." I said , he shook his head .

"I know , nah , I can feel that was him. You just got that click, connection, feeling when it's your child Brook. Like when you first saw Aleah." He explained . I nodded.

"I understand that Dre but...you said they killed him. So you're saying they didn't kill him, or he came back to life or--" he cut me off.

"Of course I'm not saying he came back to life, I'm saying Jesus came down and resurrected him or some shit. I'm saying he must never died, they must never killed him." Dre defended.

"I'm going back to get him." Dre said, getting his keys but August stood in front of him.

"Woah Dre , you can't just go kidnap the boy." Aug said , Dre stale faced him.

"How imma kidnap my own son?"

"Dre.." August trailed off with a sigh.

"I'm not fucking crazy , I know what I felt ." Dre yelled .

"How bout this.." I got up , giving Isaiah Aleah . "If you see him again tomorrow , we'll just ask the lady and go from there." I said , grabbing Dre arm .

He let out a deep breath as he rubbed over his head .

"I guess." He mumbled . " imma bout to take a nap ." He added, going to the back room .

I looked at August and Isaiah as they shook their head .

"I think it's catching up with him."
Isaiah said .

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Dre

I couldn't sleep. I just stared up at the wall . All that went through my head was all the time I missed his life , all this time I thought he was dead when he wasn't but he was with someone else , probably think the worse of me and his moma .

I bit down on my lip as I thought about tell Cecelia.

Since she started working there , I know her contact information.
Should I tell her? Or am I losing my mind like everyone think ?

I closed my eyes shut tight . This was just too much at one time .

I got up , getting on my phone and called Cecelia .

"Hello?"

"Hey Ce , we need to talk!" I answered .

"Mm bout what Dre?"

"Meet me at the park in 10." I said .

"Dre..it's raining. What is it?"

"It's worth the rain, I promise."