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“Are you crazy?” I yelled, rushing toward the bathroom door. He followed closely on my heels. As he grabbed the knob, I was able to lock it. I noted the look and color of his eyes as our eyes met.
They were reddish gray with rage in the corner.
“Open this door, you fucking slut. I promise I’m going to slit your throat,” he warned, shaking the knob.
“Don’t catch a charge,” I stammered. My warning went unheard.
“I’m going to strangle you.”
I gasped, holding my chest.
“I’ve kept detailed notes in a safe place,” I said in a shaky voice. “They’re going to know you were here.”
Silence ensued.
“Okay, okay. I’m not going to hurt you,” he said. “You shouldn’t have mentioned my wife. You better come out now so we can make this quick.”
He spoke in a calm manner.
I was scared senseless.
As I looked at the doorknob, I knew that he would kill me if he got on the other side of the door.
Who did he assume he was dealing with, booboo the fool?
“I’ll call the cops if you don’t leave,” I warned. “I hope we can put this mishap behind us.”
While I stood by the door trembling, Warryn got quiet. I debated making a bogus call to the police in order to make him leave peacefully, but my cell phone was on the other side of the door.
“Warryn,” I stammered. “I told you I won’t tell. I meant it. Your family and everything you hold so dear will remain intact.”
Please see (A Dedication to The Black Woman) “Ms. Melanin”.
Sincerely,
Kamal Imani
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Also listen to Southern Comfort and more on http://www.myspace.com/kamalsupreme
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One love!
Tribute to Michael Jackson. R.I.P "WE LOVE YOU MICHAEL JACKSON"
BE SWEET N BE BLESS..
Our life begins in moments and end in years
Where we breathe in our laughter, and breathe out our tears.
We get drunk on our joy and bravery, and get sober from our pain and fears
Our life begins in moments and end in years
We share our own opinions and hope to make our views clear
When we place an order for understanding,
we end up dining on division,disrepect and smears
Some of us don’t have the desire or time for that,
But thru it all, we always hold our family, good friends, and community’s dear.
Because our life begins in moments…and end in years.
Treasure
I look forward to learning more about you thru your responses and discussions. Have a wonderful holiday weekend!
Continued peace, promise, passion, practice, purpose and prosperity into the days and year(s) ahead.
Treasure
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