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   WE WERE STILL ASLEEP when mom came back this morning. His prayer worked. I slept through the night.

   Tee left immediately after he dropped her, so we didn't have a chance to say another set of thank you's. 

   We showed her all the presents and the look she had on her face when I showed her the dress was a priceless mix of excitement and pride.

   After maybe a million hugs, Chinny went back to her house. 

   "Bomate, come here and sit down, I need to do your hair." 

   "Can you tell how nervous I am?"

    "Come, sit here first."

   "Mommy. You're not listening."

   "Well you're calling me mommy, that's weird, and then Ivan will be here in"—she checks her wristwatch—"an hour. So allow me before asking questions."

   "What was it like, your prom?" I sit in the revolving chair, looking at her through the huge mirror in front of me.

   "You know I didn't have one"—she picks up the hair brush—"was in Germany and already pregnant with you."

   "Fine, but you never told me what it was like for you."

   "Boma if I keep answering your questions, we'll take three hours."

   "Please, you can tell me the story while you do the hair," I insist.

   "You won't give up?" she asks

   "I could, but you have to promise to tell me when I get back."

   "Alright I promise, can we continue now?" She says.

   I smile and hug her. She lets out a sigh and pulls my bun loose. 

   Breathe. I tell myself, letting out a deep breath and watching Mom transform my hair.

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   "And. . . we're done." A soft gasp follows her voice, I'm excited and nervous altogether as she turns the seat around to face the mirror. "You can open your eyes now." She chuckles.

   My father lawd! My eyes light up in the mirror.

   "Mom!" I turn to the side, admiring how she straightened my hair, how two plaited twists run diagonally off the front to join a huge flat curled ponytail behind. I look like a dream. "I didn't think this could come out of. . .all that hair!" I smile so hard my lips hurt from the stretch.

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