I remembah ah Sistah in thah Apostolic/Pentecostal church I USed tah talk tah alot! She was maybe fifteen years oldah than me. And at thah time my broke ass was like forty-five some shit! Havin problems like ah muh fuckah! Anyway...Her husband was twenty years oldah than her! He was ah preachah and aftah awhile I guess he said somethin tah her, quotin chaptah and verse and she said tah me one day,
"I won't be having these conversations with you again, Meredith. My husband thinks it's not right."
"Okay." I simply said. "I will always appreciate and hold dear our conversations with one and another."
She started crying and left the "Subway" in Nora where we would have lunch frequently and just talk about this fucked-up shit! She was nice, kind, righteoUS...my friend. But...her husband, an Apostolic preacher wasn't havin none of that shit!
Fuck!
No!
I miss her. I appreciate thah fuck out of YOU! And I hope you're doing fine Sonshine!
(Peace! More to come....)