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Juggy chuckled. “Yeah. You know my lil soldier like to think she be getting her shit in for real.” While I recognized his voice, the spirit of his delivery didn’t match the Juggy I knew. He sounded weak, which was understandable. Juggy had been sick for so long.
“You know it.”
“A’ight. Yo, tell Shi-Shi I said congratulations. I’m proud of her boss ass.”
My head shot up and gazed Jas’ way. His attention was on his laptop, unmoving. “You got it. But I’mma see about you when we touch down.”
“Yeah. A’ight. Just like that.”
“Like that.” Jas disconnected the call.
I waited a beat before asking from a short distance away “Is he okay?”
Jas inhaled before murmuring, “He maintaining.”
Street vernacular. I didn’t know how to take that. Jos-Renee’s report was more detailed. Going back to my phone, I decided not to push.
“She brush her teeth?”
Huhn?
“Chi-Chi?” He didn’t answer, only gave me a cursory glance. “Yeah. Did a good job, too. She went out right away.”
“Did she pray?”
“Of course.” I choked, “We did together.”
The nerve…
Jas didn’t reply.
When I was done with social media, I placed my phone just off the ledge of the hot tub and settled deeper into the heated water. I tried relaxing and taking in the moment. It was hard to. Time alone with Jas often seemed awkward as of late. I heard him grumble a bit to himself, obviously engrossed in whatever he was doing.
“Work?” That was a silly question. Work had been Jas’ mistress virtually since I met him. It was all he did.
“Some of it.” He closed the laptop, sat back in the chair on a stretch, and exhaled with a groan.
So damn intense…
“So… How’s life?” Another senseless question, but my attempt at killing the emptiness of the air between us.
“Pardon me?”
I chuckled. “How’s life been for you?” That was jarring. “What’s been going on with you? How are you, Ojasvi?” I smiled with my eyes. “Is that a foreign question?”
“Maybe coming from you, yeah.”
“Well, I want to know.”
There was a slight pause before he exhaled again. “Chivon and work. Nothing more. Nothing less. Regular stress and shit.”
“Chi-Chi is stress?”
“Chivon is life. Securing a stable one for her is stress. And work…all of it is hella stressful. Ain’t nothing, though.”
“Are you still in therapy?”
“For sure.” When my eyes bulged, Jas asked, “That’s shocking to you? That shit’s still useful.”
