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the fucking names I could’ve called that lady. I mean, how dare she tell me she had to get permission from Eric so I could talk to my damn child? What fucking planet was she from?
    A couple minutes passed and I didn’t hear a damn sound. I thought the crazy lady had hung up the phone on me until I heard some rattling sounds. And then I finally heard a voice, but it wasn’t my baby Kimora. It was Eric. “Faith, what do you want?” he didn’t hesitate to ask.
    Stunned by his candor, I said, “Well, initially I called to talk to your parents to see how they were doing and tell them about my news of being in drug rehab. But then when I heard Kimora’s voice, I wanted to speak with her.”
    “Well, I’m sorry, but that’s not going to happen.”
    Hearing Eric tell me that I wasn’t going to speak with Kimora got me really irritated. “Why not?” my voice screeched.
    “Because I said so,” he snarled back.
    “Because you said so!” I mimicked with sarcasm. “You’re going to have to give me a better excuse than that.”
    “Listen, Faith, I am not going to sit on this phone and argue with you. I told you that you are not going to talk to her, and that’s final,” he roared.
    “What you’re doing isn’t right, Eric, and you know it.”
    “No, correction, Faith, what you did to me and your daughter wasn’t right. You damaged her when you left.”
    “Do you have to keep reminding me of that? I know I fucked up. And that’s why I’m getting help for it now.”
    “It’s a tad bit too late for that, Faith. We don’t need you around anymore. Our lives are so much better since you left. I have a new wife, and Kimora has a new mother, so things are perfect for us.”
    “That bitch is not her mother!” I screamed through the phone.
    “Kimberlie may not be her biological mother, but she’s a better mother figure than you’d ever be,” he snapped back.
    “Oh, so that’s who you ran off and married, your fucking divorce attorney, Eric? How fucking low could you go?” I screamed.
    “Look, Faith, I’m not gonna keep going back and forth with you about the decisions I have made in my life. You did what you felt was best for you, and I did the same. Now as far as our daughter is concerned, she is doing fine. Does she miss you? Yes, she does. Would she like to talk to you? I am sure she would love to. But I don’t think that it would be good for either of you.”
    “Speak for yourself,” I replied sarcastically.
    Eric sighed heavily. “I’ve got to go,” he said.
    “So that’s it? I don’t get an explanation about why I can’t talk to my daughter?”
    “Don’t play dumb Faith. And I wish you would stop playing the victim. It’s not about you anymore. It’s about Kimora. So if I choose to protect her from your empty promises, then deal with it, because there’s nothing you can do about it. Remember, I’m the parent with the full custody. So whatever I say goes. Now the quicker you understand that, the better off you’ll be.”
    “That’s how you’re carrying it? It’s over just like that?”
    “I gotta go, Faith. You take care,” he said, and without a moment’s notice, he ended the call. The phone line went completely dead. The dial tone blared out into my ears very loud and I immediately became devastated. I almost collapsed to the floor, but Denise came on the scene and helped me contain myself.
    “Give me the phone,” she instructed as she eased the phone out of my hand. After she placed it back on the hook, she allowed me to put my weight on her as she escorted me back to our room. I felt so weak, like my legs were about to give way from the weight of my body.
    As soon as I stepped into my room I took a seat on my bed. My head started aching really badly, so I lay on my side with my back facing Denise and started balling my eyes out. She sat on the side of my bed and began massaging my back. “My life is over,” I said and sobbed.
    “Don’t talk like that, Faith, because