Lady

Bunny opened up her favorite app as she walked towards the door to get her order. Margarita’s consommé de pollo and empanadas con bistec were top in her cart. She scrolled upon an interview of Ms. Maya Angelou describing her childhood. From being abandoned as baby, then rescued as a child to being raised by her grandmother. Ms. Angelou speaks of her mother so deeply and radically. She loved her and as an old woman , Ms. Angelou had processed this paradox.

She would, like Ms. Angelo call her Lady. Similar to the space opera, science fiction novel she read about an orphaned child. Last night, for the first time, she spoke aloud to her father, the pain of being abused by Lady mother. Kweku, her stepfather, had been a steady shoulder under the tempest of Lady mother and Fredrick.

Birthed into the monsoon of a Black girl growing up a military brat during the Jim Crow era. So of course she was cruel. Lady mother said it was the only way to make her great, all things considered. Lady thought Nana Mae sold out when marrying that cold hearted man. Poor Papa Jimmy did know that most of the damage was already done before he arrived.

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