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He said before the line went dead. I tossed the phone onto the passenger seat and leaned my head back against the headrest. I didn’t know what the next move would be. A piece of me missed the times when I could’ve called Tahari.

We would’ve sat in this very car, smoked a blunt, and figured this shit out together like we always did. Now, that wasn’t an option. My brother had made his choice. I hated that it had to come to this, but I knew exactly what I had to do. Everybody had something they loved.

And if my own brother wasn’t willing to stand beside me, then maybe it was time he understood exactly what it felt like to lose something he couldn’t imagine living without.

Chapter 21

Bleek

Inever thought I’d spend a Saturday afternoon arguing over where a rocking chair should go. Yet there I was, standing in the middle of a nursery with my hands on my hips while Eternity looked at me like I’d completely lost my mind.

“I’m telling you, it looked better over there,” I said in a sure tone.

“Malik, you’ve moved that chair three times,” she laughed.

“Because it doesn’t look right.”

“It looks fine,” she reassured me.

She folded her arms across her chest and smiled that smile she wore whenever she already knew she’d won the argument before it even started.

“You know what?”

“What?” I asked as I used the back of my hand to wipe the sweat that was on my forehead.

“I’m going to let you keep moving it until you realize it’s going to end up right back where I put it.”

I looked at the chair and then looked at her and then looked right back at the chair.

“You’re probably right,” I admitted.

“Oh, I know.”

A laugh escaped me as I finally gave up and walked over to the crib instead. Everything was finally starting to come together. The cream-colored curtains had been hung earlier that morning. The dresser sat against the wall with stacks of folded onesies tucked neatly inside the drawers. The shelves that I had spent half the day putting up were now lined with teddy bears, picture books, and little wooden blocks that our son wouldn’t even know what to do with for another couple of years.

I rested both hands on the railing of the crib and smiled to myself.

“You know, I still can’t believe we’re doing this again.”

Eternity walked over until she was standing beside me.

“I can.”

“You always wanted another baby.”

I knew my wife well, and before she even asked me for one, I knew that the request was coming.

“I always wanted another baby with you.”

I turned and looked at her.

“You trying to make me cry?” I asked sarcastically.

“You too gangster for that,” she said with a smirk.

“I sure am.”

Before I could say anything else, I noticed her rubbing the side of her stomach.