"Happy" I said with a sarcastic smile.

"Delighted" he said in rich snobby voice. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my keys

"Yo ass is not drivin" he said snatching my keys out my hand and walking to the car

"Why not?" I said folding my arms. He got in the car

"Yo short ass can't drive" he said. I got in

"I can drive " I said putting on my seat belt

"You ran over my feet in my own damn car" he said pulling off

"That was one time" I said smaking my forehead. He laughed

"Ight where he said meet him at" he said looking over at me. I looked down at my phone and told him the address. Moments later we pulled up to a small house on the south side of Atlanta.

I looked out the window and looked at the house. It looked broken down and it looked like it's been up before Christ.

"You ready" Chris said. I nodded and got out the car.

We walked up the stairs that led to the house and they were creaking with every step. I knocked on the door and it creaked opened. I looked back and Chris shrugged

We walked in and it was a mess. I looked around and I seen pictures everywhere. I picked one up and seen it was my mom. I smiled as I heard someone come from the kitchen

"Ahmira?" he said. I looked up and seen him

"Dad" I said walking up to him. He pulled me into a hug

"Please sit sit" he said motioning me to the couch. I sat down and looked up at Chris.

"Please sit" my dad said. Chris shook his head

"Nah I'm good standing" he said. My dad nodded

"I missed you pumpkin" he said. I titled my head

"I missed you too" I said confused. Chris stared at him.

"Look how big you've gotten" he said. I smiled weakly And looked around the room

"How long have you been staying here" I asked him. He looked around

"For about as long as I could remember" he said. I nodded. A whistle came from the kitchen.

"Oh my tea, I'll be back" he said getting up. I smiled and looked up at Chris

"Come on loosen up" I said. He shook his head and rubbed his chin

"That didn't sound like a kettle whistle" he said looking around. I thought for a moment

"It didn't?" I questioned. He looked around the room and picked up a book

"My mom use to read this to me" he said goofy. I rolled my eyes. It was quite until he spoke

"I thought you said he never seen you before so how he gon say you got big" Chris said looking through the book

"I was thinking the same" I said. I looked up at him and was reading something

"What's that " I said standing up. He shook his head

"What's your father name" he asked. I shrugged

"Albert, why?" I said looking up at him.

"Johnson?" He asked looking at me. I nodded

"Yeah why" I said.

"Mymy this is your fathers obituary" he said taking out a folded paper out of the book

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