It had been a month since Tone my baby daddy was shot down in broad daylight. I never to this day thought I was going to be a single parent but I knew he was looking over me and our two year old son Messiah.
Every week one of his boys would come by and check on us and his mother she helped out when she could.
She loved Tone he was her baby even though she had a daughter and another son Knight who couldn't stay out of trouble if God asked him to.
We all had grew up together but when i was three months pregnant with Messiah he got locked up. Since then Tone never really said much about him. That I found funny because that was family.
Today though he was coming home and momma Tracy was throwing him a party. That was surprising because he was the black sheep in the family.
I hadn't been to this house since Tones funeral but they we're family so how could I miss this.
"Mommy we at grandma house" she looked up in the mirror from daydreaming. "Yea baby " he smiled Damn if he didn't ...