Sindie

“People talk especially when you flash money on their face.”

Not offering to let him in I stay rooted on the one spot.

“And you have not answered my question.”

He’s right I have not answered only because there was no question in doubt that this was his kid she had his crooked eyebrow and a little pointed ears besides all that he was the first guy I slept with and not take a morning pill afterwards.

“Go pack your clothes you and the baby are going with me.” He says without waiting for an answer.

“Why?”

“Like I said before everyone is willing to talk when they see money in your case your mother was willing to sell you when I offered to buy her a couple of beer.

“No.” I shake my head causing my braided twist to move “She won’t.”

“And yet she did, leave your clothes I’ll buy you new ones both you and the baby.”

I stand there dumbfounded not knowing what to do and that’s when I heard my mother’s singing voice as she sang umlando song she walked in carrying case of black label with vodka and Gordon’s bottle resting on top of the black label.

My heart bled to see that I was worth a couple of beer to her.

“The car is waiting outside, or do you want to say your goodbyes.”

I shake my head and lift up my head high no willing to walk out of here miserable. I followed Ndumiso with a baby on my hands and walked inside the tinted Mercedes Benz.