cuss word to answer
the phone.
“ Hey
Maya, what’s up? It’s Kimberly.”
“ Yo
Cuz, what’s good in the high rise? How are the folk treating
you over there?”
“ Everything
is great! I got a new job today, where is your mom?”
Maya
didn’t like people to know Audrey was her mother because she
was conceived late in life by a pastor delivering words of comfort
after the passing of Audrey’s husband-or so it was rumored. The
neighborhood was rife with gossip after Maya was born and as she grew
up, she was haunted by questions about her questionable paternity.
Audrey abruptly put a stop to all queries after she bitch slapped the
nosy neighbor who dared utter in public that the girl was a bastard
and ill conceived. The street brawl turned violent when plant pots
and garden fixtures were thrown and the neighbor left the battle
missing a few teeth.
It
was after that they moved to New Jersey and subsequently all fights,
street brawls and brash behavior were put to one side and seventy
five year old Audrey finally became a lady.
Her
voice could be mistaken for a man’s but Kimberly knew well it
was her when a gruff voice barked hello into the phone.
“ Aunt
Audrey! How are you, it’s Kimberly.”
“ Hey
darlin, this is the second time you called this week, is everything
ok?”
“ More
than ok auntie, I got a new job today.”
“ I
didn’t know you were looking! Congrats honey. Any word on a
husband? This one here isn’t giving me any grand babies and my
time in the world is measured. Y’all gonna let me die without
seeing the next generation?”
Kimberly
had anticipated the question, or demand as it often sounded and the
same answer was there, ready to fire back at the old woman.
“ I
am not ready yet auntie, I can’t be tied down to a man and
children right now. I have a career and that’s all I wanna
focus on right now. But soon auntie, real soon.”
“ Been
hearing that same song for years now girl. Don’t be distracted
from the things that really matter in life child. When poor Ali
passed it was the most devastating thing, but I would never have made
it without hearing him and seeing him every day. Love is important
sweetheart. Don’t you lose sight of that when you are raking in
the money. You hear me girl?”
Aunt
Audrey’s tone was more solemn than usual and this concerned
Kimberly a great deal. Watching her toes wiggle in the strands of the
colorful modern carpet, she waited in silence to be sure the old
woman was done with her words of wisdom. A raspy cough punctuated
Audrey’s words and she rested for a while before continuing.
“ Anyway,
enough rambling from someone old enough to remember Nixon. Where is
this new job and are they paying you better than the last place?”
She
was old and this allowed Audrey to ask questions that would be
considered rude by the average person.
“ Yes
ma’am, they are good people and the benefits are decent. I
think it’s a good fit for me. I start in the morning.”
“ Well
best of luck to you and I hope you are blessed with every good thing
that you desire. Keep your eyes out for a good God fearing man. I
want to see you happy Kim. We love you.”
“ I
love you guys too auntie. Look out for the wire transfer on Monday.”
“ Alright
honey. Bye.”
The
line went dead in Kimberley’s ear as she ran the conversation
through her head. When the screeching tone pounded in her ear, she
clicked the off button but didn’t move.
So
much pressure all around to be married and have children. She didn’t
mind the husband so much, but was apprehensive of the children that
came along with the institution of marriage. Her mother was horrible.
Even though Kimberly was raised by other women who were strong and
mostly morally upright, the fear that she would end up treating any
children she bore the way her mother did her, haunted Kimberly’s
thoughts every time the subject came up.
Crack
and booze were the staples that held the loose fabric of