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“Like he resents jour life here, jour career?”

“Exactly. And I’ve only been supportive and happy for him.”

He turns to me with a sweater in his hands.

“Mami. Have ju had sex with him?”

“No. He’s barely touched me. I mean, we’ve held hands, but nothing beyond that.”

“Uh huh.”

“Why do you keep saying that?” He pulls out a small suitcase from the floor of his closet, unzips it, and puts one of his sweaters inside.

“What are you doing?”

“Packing.”

“Why?”

“I told ju my plans.”

“You said you were going to get drunk and watch the snow fall.”

“Oh, I am. But at Ricky’s.”

“Don’t go. I’ll get drunk and watch it with you.”

“Sorry. No can do. Hand me my sheashell bag on my dresser over dere, would ju?”

I hand him the bag, and he tosses it in the suitcase. “I don’t understand why you’re leaving.”

He shakes his head. “Ju will very soon.”

He adds his pajamas and another sweater to the suitcase along with a pair of jeans before he zips it shut.

“You told me that you’ll be here no matter what!”

“Jes and I mean it.”

“But you’re leaving?!”

“I’m making room for the other man in jour life.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh, baby. Ju are so blind sometimes. Sigh.”

“You don’t say sigh, you text sigh, or you actually sigh, and don’t you dare walk out that door!”

“Ju don’t need me tonight. When’s the last time ju got waxed?”

“What?”

“Humor me, Mami.”

“Jesus, I don’t know, four days ago, why?”

He kisses my temple. “Perfect.”

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